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When I had gotten off the bus I realized that he (the new kid) was still on the bus, I hesitated for a moment but then continued to walk. I know that I was a bit harsh but I was just not use to being talked to or having a real interaction with somebody. That made me realize that I had no clue what his name was , and I know everyone's name...not in a creepy way but I just do, that is what happens when you do not have any friends...and when they all follow you on Google+. DO NOT ASK I will get to it later.

  But anyway it was really getting on my nerves.As all these thoughts were passing through my mind a sudden sting appears in my stomach. As I feel to the ground I realized that I had been punched by someone. I looked up as I began to cry a bit, I saw a girl with black short hair running away from me laughing  and pointing at me. I stayed there for a or two then I got up and as I walked to class I took out a purple sharpie and put another dot on my wrist.

   My eyes were still red when I got to class. As I entered everyone looked at me in silence. Then they started chanting. DOTS,DOTS, DOTS. It was strange they had never played this much attention to me. It was almost as though they figured out some sort of severely about me. As usual Jake was chanting the loudest, and May was just sitting there starting, but she didn't seem as confused as usual.

   Then the bell sliced through the air  everyone went silent and the teacher walked in.

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