Highschool with populars

Chapter one

Dear diary
Well so it's now been about two months without anyone finding out about my secret, I hope it stays this way.
But the thing is your not working, Dr wilkinson said writing to you would help me not wanna do what made me move from my old school. He lied to me. He told me this is a problem and I need to stop.
It only started when....
~~~~flashback~~~~
*Isabelle-Marie Johnson and Jack Johnson, to the office immediately* "Oi jack can you come with me" I called out to my brothers friend. "Uh yeah sure just hold on let me grab my books" he called out book. "Yep ok I'll wait outside"
--a couple minutes later--
"Hey Izzy"
"Hey jack ready to go"
"Yep" jack replied back. While we were walking up my brother came up to me and asked " hey izzy why are we getting called down to the office?"
"I don't know, but let's go see, ill race you down there" I said as I started to run down to the office hearing jj and gilinsky follow me down, with them both catching up to me and gilinsky picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder and running ahead making us beat jj to the office. But as he walked into the office he put me down and looked down at me with an apologetic look on his face.
"Whats wrong?" I asked as I turned to see jj walk on and the smile he had on his face disappear with him looking at me, as far as I could tell he was about to cry.
"Are you Issabelle-Marie and Jack daughter of Jack Sr. And Tina Johnson?"
"Yes we are, and whom may be asking?" I said as I turned around. Which by doing so answered all my questions.
"I'm sergeant Wilson, and I regret to inform you but your parents are dead"
As he said that I dropped to the ground crying with gilinsky trying to calm me down while jack was just silent standing by my side...
~~~~end of flashback~~~~
So as you know that's where it all started jack started to get distant and after 3 months he disappeared and gilinsky did all he could to help me, but he couldn't stop the big issue, Depression, taking over. He only realised when he found my cuts one day. That's when he took me to dr wilkinson, and that's when I started to talk to you.
Well I guess I have to go now.
Thanks for listening to me, goodbye for now.
Love Isabelle-Marie.