I wake up after having a dream, the dream was about getting ready in the morning, I realized that everything was the same. As I had this revelation my teacher Mr. Blone was talking meaninglessly about History.
The bell rings and I grab my books from my desk. Suddenly, my friend, Bella, walks up to me talking about her crush, Eli, I sigh and listen. I hear this over and over again, every single day. By either the same people, or different people. I try to think of someone I like, but to be honest, nobody comes to mind. I mean, I used to really like this boy, but I think I came to my senses.
My friend waves to me, I wave back to my friend, she drops her smile and walks into her next class, everyone is so fake. I grab my Math book walking to the other class. I sit down monotonously, nothing is ever different.
My teacher puts the work on the board. I wish she actually liked me, I always think of my teachers as my parents, I'm not sure if it's because my parents never really were there for me or just, because I wanted them to like me. I see my friend, Izzy, walk to the teacher. The teacher Mrs. Barras smiles at her, and shows her the answer to the question.
I walk up to Mrs. Barras asking about number 8 for classwork. She frown, tells me to figure it out, and re-read the question. I walk away, sulking. I slowly fall asleep, envious of my teachers obvious favorites.
The bell rings, waking me up. I see my old friend, Jenny, talking to someone. We used to be so close, I gave up everything for her, to think I could be so easily replaced. I see my friend, MacKenzie, she is talking to me, but all I hear is blur. I think very hard, I come to the conclusion. I don't like her, I never really did, she talks about other people, especially my friends, but I still hang out with her.
I wave to Mrs. Barras, giving her a hug before going to lunch. She hugs me back, and smiles at McKenzie.
I don't understand why Mrs. Barras likes the cocky people, maybe the reason they're cocky is, because she likes them. I walk to lunch listening to McKenzie rant about how much she doest't like Izzy. I just agree and move on, there is a little thing inside me that is envious of her.
