The Popular And the Geek.

Chapter 1: Yoda isn't ugly! He's just special.

Before you start reading j just want you all to know that I'm not from Australia so I don't really know a lot about how things are there. I'm trying to make things as similar as they are there. So please excuse anything that's wrong I'm making my best(:

C H A P T E R 1: Yoda isn't ugly! He's just special.

The bell rang. Time to go to Math.

I walked through the hallways and as it was expected the people there started calling me names, but with the time I got used to it and just ignore it as if it wasn't really happening. You see, most of the people here don't really like me at all. Why? Well I wonder myself the same. Most of the people here bully me for simple pleasure and popularity of course. I don't blame them, this year a new kid came to the school, he wasn't popular but just as he pushed me to the ground he became popular–his looks also helped him. I may say he was really handsome. So let's say that here, in my school you're ticket to popularity is bullying the geek/nerd.

That in this case is me. Except for the nerd part I'm more of a geek than a nerd but my grades are also pretty good to be honest.

Good grades, Smart kid, haves all the notes and does the homework, reads lessons ahead than anyone, Obsessed with books–all types! From Romance to Science Fiction–, goes crazy for Star Wars, Harry Potter, Video Games and so much more things. Yeah that's who I am, Alexa.

People just don't like being with me since I was little, mostly girls. I remember that when I was in pre kinder all the girls in my class were friends and played together with their dolls and when I tried to play with them they didn't let me because they said my dolls were ugly.

Which it's a lie because because Yoda isn't ugly! He's just special.

When I tried to be friends with boys, well let's just say it didn't work out.

The bullying with the years has become worse and worse, I don't know if it's because I'm a geek or because they chose a random person, but anyways for my bad luck it was me. I try to stay as strong as possible, I try not to cry or cut, but all the bottled up feelings just come out sometimes. It's like if i hit my toe with any type of furniture piece, i cry hours because of my toe, when the truth is i just cry the things i don't do when I'm in public or at home at all.
I don't fit in this school. No one wants to be friends with me. Not even the group of nerds or geeks. Yeah I guess that being with me would ruin they're reputation more than it already is somehow, since I'm the most unpopular girl in this school.

"Look there goes the Geek!" Yelled a girl pointing at me. Since when should I take that as an offense? As it was expected everyone in the hallways started laughing as if there was no tomorrow.

I finally arrived to my locker after being called names, some shoves to the lockers and someone throwing my binder to the floor making all my notes fall, and of course in this school chivalry doesn't exist, so I had to pick up my notes alone and I may say they were a lot.

I put all the things from the past class in my locker and grabbed the things I needed for Math as quick as possible as I could. The sooner I get to class the better for me.

Anyways, back to the people here, this school is divided in three types of 'groups' those are:

The populars: they're most likely the handsome guys and pretty girls. They usually are the ones that bully me the worse physically and emotionally way and also pull the pranks on me.