The Lost Cause And The Loner

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*Ebony’s POV*

A gentle breeze snuck through the window and made my pure black hair fall in front of my face. I frowned and kept answering the Physics questions. There was a test coming up, and there was no way I was going to get any lower than one hundred percent.

All around the classroom, there was a small murmur of voices. Couldn’t they shut up? Some people want to get good grades here. My finger had a lump on it from all the writing, which sort of inspired me more. Kind of like a badge of honour.

Now, I don’t really see the point in socialisation, but you will probably be wondering who I am. I am that quiet girl in class who always does all the work and more, always gets the highest grades, and would rather spend time in the library studying than make any friends. Before you ask, I’d like to keep it that way.

I’d stayed up half of the night before reading up on the different scientific equations, so the test so far had been a doddle.

I could hear the girls behind me talking about their boyfriends.

I’ve never even had a boyfriend. No one’s ever taken notice of me. Anyway, who would fancy someone who was basically a mute? I’m not exactly a looker either, with my completely straight, waist-length black hair and skin as white as anything. I am an emo, which is another reason people don’t like me. Whatever. I don’t look like anything special. I’m not anything special.

All the other girls have massive boobs, beautiful faces and great personalities. They all have hoards of admirers, ready to jump at the chance to date them. To be honest, I don’t think anyone in this class even knows my name.

Why am I talking about this? I don’t care if people don’t like me. I don’t need a boyfriend. Or friends.

I smiled as I finished the test. I grinned triumphantly to myself and leaned back in my chair. Slowly, I looked around the classroom and saw all of the students talking and laughing with each other.

The bell rang and I stood up, gathering my things. I shouldn’t let myself think about these things, it just depresses me. Ugh.