It was a ordinary day. My classmates were busy trying to top each other with their amount of facebook likes, and some just sat there talking to the lonliness that is hidden deep down in the crevices of their minds, at least that is were i was since school started this year.
Oh yea and my Name is Felico, no it's not Italian my parents made it up.
I have dark green eyes and light brown hair, you could say I am average looking.
I wouldn't describe myself as special, but as far as I'm concerned i was the only one who was not getting a brain massage from his phone, you could call it a disease and the symptoms for it are robotic behaviour.
Soulless thats how you could describe the atmosphere during schooltime.
But somehow, one of those ''roboters'' managed to make a use of his brain.
By tortouring me and my best friends with our own secrets since high school.
