The first day of eighth grade came way to quickly. All of the back to school shopping was a dread, and the clothing shopping was even worse. All the clothes i said i wanted my mother argued about. I chose a black dress with lace, and that was all i got that i chose. The rest were all long sleeved thankfully.
The night before i put a band aid over my latest cuts. It wasnt a pleasant experience but its something i have to do. Honestly my parents are oblivious to all the things in my life. Whenever i brought my one friend over, my parents acted perfectly normal. But the minute he left, my parents started a rampage on how a girl my age should have a friend thats a girl. I would protest and they would hurt me. And ever since then, i learned to just keep my mouth shut. Like Elsa once said, conceal dont feel.
Finally in the morning, i packed my lunch and backpack and wore my dress with faded dark jeans and hightops the sleeves on the dress had holes by the thumb so of course, thats where i stayed. I walked my brother, Auggie to school and ignored my mom. My dad was the teacher of our history class, lucky for me but thankfully i got out of his class. During homeroom, our teacher announced something.
"Class we have a new student this year! Please introduce, Maya Hart" our teacher Mrs. Delainey said
A short, skinny blonde girl waked out holding a neon backpack. Her hair was styled in a braid and had a vibrant dress. She waved and smiled and introduced herself to the class "Hello! Im Maya Penelope Hart, im 13 years old and i cant wait to meet you all!" She smiled so much i was scared her cheeks would burst.
"Maya you can sit there next to Riley"
The words wrap around my head.I would try to force a smile, but i couldn't. As she sat down she flashed a huge smile and waved to me. I forced a faint smile and waved back. I took out my sharpie and drew. It was all that made me feel better.
"So your names Riley?" She says
"Yeah" i whisper
The neon pink on her nails almost blinded me when the sun shone on them. During the class she tried to start a conversation, but the closest she got was when she asked who the next teacher was, and that was a short conversation because the next class was history.
"Riley?"
My head shot up
"Would you mind showing Maya around? Her schedule is the same as yours. "
Yes i thought but instead i said "no not at all" Maya smiled again and gave me a hug. That girl is just a waking talking bowl of sunshine.
Man she annoyed me.
"Next class is history. Just follow me the teacher is Mr.Matthews. Dont upset him" i say
"What will he do?" She asks
"...you dont want to..." I say but stop he wouldnt do anything to a new student. I dont think anyway
"Oh well can i sit next to you? I need someone to direct me and at lunch if you dont mind."
"Look, im sorry Maya but i just dont think we're going to be friends. No one cares about me because i drive people away. You'll attract more people then me- im dangerous Maya" i stare to see her reaction
"Why are you dangerous?"
"I-im a depressed suicdal 13 year old."
She nods and walks in the class.
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Suicidal
Teen Fiction{lmao please don't read this. I wrote this when i was 11 so it's very bad.} Her parents started to abuse her at the age of 4. The only one that was ok her side was her brother. She never knew how to trust. Years later she starts to get bullied in sc...
