*5 years ago*
Walking through the school halls always gave me a headache. The noise, the smell, and most of all the people. I have never talked to anyone here at eastern wood high school and don't plan to. I always have my hood up and head down so no one sees my face.
My skin is a very light brown and I have wavy brown hair. My left cheek is covered with a bright red birth mark that kids used to always tease me about. It was so bad that I sometimes would cry on my walk home, but I never forgot to wipe my eyes before I got there. My mom was a 'sad soul' as she put it. I didn't want to add to her sadness by letting her see me cry. My dad died when I was eight, seven years ago and it still haunts her and I.
As I walk through the halls I listen to the buzz of voices. Sometimes on really bad days it helps. I like to pick out conversations to listen to as I walk. It is a great way to keep up on the latest gossip. Today I learned that there is a big party at Cole's house and that Quinn is going with some boy I couldn't hear the name of. Cole and I used to get teased together, him for his white hair and me for the birthmark. Kids used to say we were the perfectly imperfect pair. Well I am glad to see something worked out for him.
The bell rings and I walk into history, the only class that can put a smile on my face.
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