It's Tuesday. Great. I hate Tuesdays. Not that I like any other day. I have no friends at this damn school. So everyday is the same: go to school and stay totally isolated for the whole day. For some reason, no one wants to talk to me, no I don't talk to them. Simple logic...I think. Anyway, I went downstairs to eat breakfast. By myself. My mom leaves early for work before I wake up. She's probably the only one that loves me. Then again, I'm her child so duhh of course she loves me.
I always purposely miss the bus. What's the point of taking the bus when you have no friends to talk to on the way to school? Besides, having everybody stare at you when you walk in late is so much better than riding the bus. You're more ISOLATED when you walk in late. That's just me. I became socially independent when I tried to become friends with someone and they refused. From then on my mindset was like what the heck making friends isn't all that worth it.
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He Chose Me
FanfictionRaven was fifteen. She went to high school, like normal kids. But she wasn't normal. She was socially isolated. Then one day, a boy changed it all. That boy, was Niall Horan.
