To Be Named.

Prologue

It's my first day back at Tukes Valley Middle School since 5th grade. me and my dad walk into the office and the first person i see is Lily, my old friend, she keeps glancing at me, so do i. when my dad finishes whatever he's doing i get a pass and go to my first period, History.

I walk in and go to the teacher Mr. Hendy, ge tells me to sit down right next to Lily, who i forgot to mention walked me into the class.

i sit down and immediately a girl Ella and Lily talk.

"who is she?" Ella asks lily.

"it's Ireland" Lily responds

"No way" Ella says, she looks at me.

i don't blame her, i look totally different. my hair is long and brown, my eyes are much fuller, and I'm skinner.

Remind you it's February, and i had just moved from my old school, Wishram High and Elementary.

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After class ends i walk down the hallway to my second period Science class.

my teacher, MS. Keller sits me next to a boy, Bradon is his name. he is loud, but it's intertaing, in a way.

after second period it's recess time. yes i know what you're thinking "why does your middle school have recess?" i don't know, but im here for it.

people kind of recognize me, like Alyvia Johnson, we used to be friends i guess. i didn't really have any friends in 5th grade, i was never invited to birthday partys, nobody wanted to hang out with me. it sucked, being the weird loud girl.

but now I'm different.

im quiet, and skinny, and...pretty. but not pretty enough.

I'm not blonde, or shaped like a stick. i have big hips, a wide ripcage, but a flat stomach. too flat. it's from ot eating, i can't eat. if i eat I'll get fat, and I'll lose all my friends again.

i don't want that.

i hang out with the first person i recognize. Eloise.

Eloise was my only real friend in 5th grade. she listened. she listened and didn't judge me. she liked my personality, she didn't care what other people thought about me. we were both outcasts.

i walk up to her and her friend group, i recognize Alexis, and Melina. they were in the old friend group. i guess everyone broke up after 5th grade, after i left.

I belong here now. I'm not an outcast, im not weird, im not fat.

Keely. Keely Bister. she's so beautiful. she looks like a song, she looks like a dream. long dark blonde hair, blue eyes, short, skinny. she's living my dream, she has my dream look, i want to look like her.

after lunch everyone goes back to class, and after school i get on the bus and go home.