Love since grade one

Chapie 3

•grade 4•

"I will miss you guys ! Ill see you tomorrow for the last time. I hate to have to change schools." I said while hugging Anna and kat as a tear glidded down my cheek. I hopped on the bus, all week we've been hugging and expressing friendship feelings. I don't know when my last day actually is. Well I guess that was perfect timing for an emotional goodbye because I didn't actually go to school the next day since we moved to the new house.

We didn't have food for lunches, had nothing to wear since it was in boxes and I kinda needed things in my room. And it turns out many people left me goodbye notes on my desk for my mom to pick up and bring home for me. They were all so sweet and I cried as I read them.

The following day I went to my new school. I made two new friends on the bus though to show me where to go. Kelly and jessica. Everyone seemed nice until I started hanging out with Carly. Everyday she's been following me around and people having been giving me strange looks.

I think Carly probably wasn't to fond of them, and they weren't to fond of her either. That was mainly the day were my life went down the drain. All because of that girl who didn't have any friends wanted a new bestie and she chose me... I was instantly labelled as the weird girl. Hello to the real world, you can go die.

I dearly missed my old school and my old friends. I don't think anyone likes me here.. Every time I tried hanging out with the cool girls they'd give me weird looks. I hate people, I hate being social and society is cruel.

Maybe it's how I look? I mean I'm not the prettiest of the bunch. I have thick, blonde semi wavy hair that loves to get tangled. It probably looks like crap. My clothes don't look the best and my face just isn't attractive as the cool girls. I just have to face the fact that I'm disliked.

•grade 5•

"Wow this is fantastic!" I shout over the loud music. Carly and I are attending a Halloween dance at a school. It's wonderful and my crush is even here, David.

I giggled as some of the cool girls decided to join us while we danced. It wasn't really a surprise, they were the nicer ones of the clique. I started coughing and walk in the other direction to the bench.

Yes I was sick, hard to have fun when you can barely jump an inch off the ground and feel like your going to die. I felt terrible, drained out of energy and extremely tired. Why did I come tonight?

"C'mon nicky, dance with us." Carly exclaimed as my eyes started to close. I felt like crying, this cold was so bad.

"Carly, can we get picked up soon. I feel terrible." I said whole pouting, she texted her dad on her moms phone that she was given for the night.

"My mom will come in an hour". She stated and I nodded. I got up and went to go check myself In the bathroom. I fixed my little cheerleader costume and stared at myself in the mirror. I'm surprised I didn't look all that pale. I headed back into the gym with a small smile as my headache slightly calmed down. Awkwardly enough, a slow song was playing.

"Nicky! Would you like to dance with..." David started and butterfly's appeared in my stomach. This was it, davids going to ask me to dance! "..Noah" I got confused as he stepped aside to show Noah, the most hated guy in our class. I stepped back a little to dramatically.

"I'm sorry but no." I said turning him down without an explanation. I like David and I didn't want to get Noah sick. Noah was kinda cute I guess..

I walked away with my head low in Carly's direction. I felt guilty, maybe I should've given him an explanation. I sighed as Carly dragged me to the front door to get picked up by her mom.

•grade 8•

So right now I sat at a table with a bunch of grade 7 friends because guess what? The one and only back stabber ex friend, Carly, decided to crush my chances of making any friends and then ditch me. That's right, and now I'm excluded from my whole class on everything so I had to hang out with other weirdos in grade 7.

I don't even have partners in class when I have a two people project. Why? Because nobody gives a crap about me, they all hate me so I officially became awkwardly social and I hate myself. Although no one in my family knows about my hatred against myself and my ass munching life.

I fail in class because I'm always to busy trying to figure out why everyone hates me and now loves Carly. Am I that unattractive? Is my clothes not good enough? Is my makeup not covering my face like a mask enough for you? Oh I'm sorry if I don't look like sluts like all you girls.

Yes I hung out with guys during recess, they're alot less drama and I was a bit of a tomboy. I wore oversized hoodies and skinny jeans with converse. Me and the guys usually played football and I have once tackle a guy. It was pretty fun but most of the girls were mad at me because they thought I hurt him. I seriously wish I could punch them in the face.

But I stopped hanging with them. The girls spred a rumor about how I liked this one guy because I was always talking to him. I'm sorry if I was trying to be social and no one else would have talked to me but I definatly do not like him. I swear they make me a violent person.

Although now I did like Noah and I'm pretty sure he hates me because I turned him down in grade five. I thank The Lord that the years almost done and graduation is in two weeks. My dress is already picked out, it's a dark-light blue that reaches my knees. Strapless, sequins decorating the top and has sideways ruffles at the bottom.

I was extremely excited to get out of this hell hole. And as awkward as it is, tomorrow is my birthday. I'm going to be a loner on my birthday... Yayy doesn't it pay off to be bullied ! (Sarcasm).

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