Mariam
I walk around aimlessly, not knowing where my locker is. When a blonde hair girl pushed me. "What are you doing, you weirdo?" She laughs and so does her boyfriend, he looks sad. "I-I dunno where my locker is." She rolls her eyes, "are you stupid? It's on the paper!"
"Tsk, sorry. Didn't see." I go to extreme sad instantly. "Bipolar monster!" She shouts down from the halls. I push everybody against their lockers. "Excuse me?!" A girl yells angrily. Frick! My bipolar. I run down to the bathroom splashing water on me.
"You okay?" I hear a voice. "W-ho th-at?" I ask scared. Is it a monster? A pretty girl comes out. "I'm Kylie, are you ok? Why we're you pushing everyone?" I sigh, "I-I have bi- I got kinda mad because of this mean girl, blondie." I groan.
Kylie sighs, "Lacy! Should've known." I'm confused, who is Lacy? "Uh, who is Lacy? B-Bestfriend?" Kylie looks up at me, "best friend." We exchanged numbers and after that she explained who Lacy was. "Lacy is the most popular girl and has a boyfriend named Kyle. She's so rude and hates kids with disabilities."
"But kids with disabilities are smart and special." I was too scared to admit to Kylie that I had bipolar. Because what if:
"Kylie, I have bipolar." Kylie looks up at me, disgusted. "Eww! I hate you! You have bipolar! I'm going to puke."
I was too scared but I'm confident. That's when the bell rung. "I gotta go to chemistry." Kylie gasps. "Me too!" Me and Kylie run down the hall, when I see my sister, Gloria walking with her friends, Lydia and Mel and their laughing. I wish I had that many friends.
Maybe Kylie has a gang of friends! Maybe they are nice... I think with a slight smile.
Am I okay?
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Moral of The Story
Teen FictionGloria Wilson thinks she's just a regular high schooler, but a special gift a child could have is to be a fairy. But Gloria has no gift. Or is that what she thinks?