Unwanted and Forgotten

New Boy

'One more chance to do things right.

One more chance to fix everything.

One more chance to prove I am more than just a scared little girl.

That's all I had.

One more chance.

What if I screwed it up?

It's not like they would give me anymore.

I have already used so many chances.

I have already hurt so many people.

If I messed this up...

I don't know what I'd do.

I couldn't take losing someone else.

So many people have given up on me already.

If I disappointed the last person who cared about me...'

I looked up from my notebook realizing I was crying. Kaitlyn walked in the room, staring at me. She gave me a condescending smile before plopping onto her bed. I wish I could stand up to her. Just once.

I would never have the strength to stand up to her, though. I can't even muster up enough courage to ask for a new roommate.

Gathering my things, I tossed my book-bag over my shoulder and headed over to the school.

Since I am only sixteen I have to go to school. The school is pretty laid back and extremely small. But that's expected of a school on the campus of a rehab center. There are ten students in each classroom, and five periods a day. The classes are a lot more challenging than I thought they would be, but for the first time since third grade I am actually doing well in school.

I opened the door to my first class of the day-English. I love this class. It is my absolute favorite. The teacher is kind of crazy, but she is really nice. Right now we are working on our books. We have to write novels, at least one hundred pages. I was really excited when we got the assignment because our teacher, Ms. Harrison is publishing them on wattpad. I write on there all the time. When I mentioned it to Ms. Harrison she asked if I could show her some of my stories. I said that I didn't want her to see them. She looked kind of upset. But I am not a very good writer. Those stories...well I started them like three years ago. I can't imagine how bad they are.

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Ahh. Finally the last period of the day. I walked into Art and sat at my usual table in the very back of the classroom. We were just working on our sketchbooks today so I could really do whatever I wanted. As long as it looked like I was working. I pulled out my sketchbook and got working on it. after about twenty minutes of mindless sketching I looked up and saw this guy smiling at me. "Hi, I'm Liam. Is this seat taken?"

"Johna. N-nobody's sitting here." I muttered looking back at my sketchbook.

"So... Johna... That's a really pretty name by the way. What are you in here for?" He asked he sounded genuinely curious. But what am I supposed to say? I just tried killing myself one too many times. Yes perfect thing to say to a random stranger. Albeit he is a rather cute stranger. But a stranger none the less.

"Thanks... uhmm..... it's a long story." That's the truth. Rather vague but it's still the truth. Vague truths are still truths.

"Well we do have quite a bit of time. It is Friday which means free time after classes, right?"

"Well... Yes but I don't even know you."

"Well let's spend the next half an hour getting to know each other."

"I don't think you want to know me. Nobody else does."

"Well, I'm not like everybody else, and they must be pretty dumb. Cause you're obviously gorgeous and talented and you seem pretty smart. So what's not to like?"

"Well I'm not even decent looking. I'm not talented. And I am not smart." I said looking back at the drawing of a sad little girl.

"Well maybe you're not as smart as you seem or maybe you're just blind because anybody with eyes and a brain can tell that you are the prettiest girl. And one look at your artwork is proof that you're quite a talented artist."

"Well thank you very much with agreeing with the fact that I am stupid and maybe you're the blind one because I am quite the opposite of these preposterous claims you are so adamant on making."

"Maybe if you let someone in for half a second you would realize, the world isn't such a bad place."

"You don't even know me, you have no idea what I've been through. So if you don't mind I'd appreciate it if you stopped harassing me and ignored my presence like everyone else." I said with a huff surprised I'd actually responded to his psych analysis of me.

"Fine, if you can honestly tell me you don't need a friend in this place, I'll leave you alone." He looked straight into my eyes when he talked to me and for some reason I felt like those perfect chocolate brown eyes wouldn't betray me or hurt me, they were sincere and caring, but there was also an unmistakable pain behind them, a kind I had only ever seen in my own. This boy might be the only person in the world who understands what I'm going through...

"Fine don't take my advice, but you'll be sorry."

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Hiiiiiiii, I just want to thank you for reading. If there is anybody reading I apologize for taking so long to update. And this isn't even a real update but I felt like adding more to this chapter. I'm looking for some characters so if you want to help me with that. I really want the book to stay focused on Johna and Liam so I won't add many. I do want to develop Johna's roommate as in give her a name, backstory and just add some more. I think I may have some surprises in the next chapter but that may be saved until I develop the characters a tad more. I love you guys!!!!!!! Byyyyyyyyeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!

~Johna

P. S. Hey go check out my friend  samisaunders84 's story. Yes I do have friends. SHOCKER!!! Anyway, she is really good, so show her all the love, monkeys.

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So, I'm editing this story write now, this part is done, but the others are not, if you find any mistakes, point them out please.