A scar forever

Not like all the others

I'm not normal and I've never been. I've always been that quiet girl nobody cares about or notice, and wherever I walk, it's like I dosn't really fit in. It's like I'm not quit really fit in in the creation. I'm just something God didn't ment to make, it just happend. I don't like school, even tough I'm good at the most of it. I'm not in to sports, culture or any of that stuffs either, but I do like music, but I mean, who doesn't?

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I feel so alone, even though I'm walking down the hall in school with all theese sounds and voices around me. I'm going to have math now, the worst substance in school! God, I hate it! Who came up with that? Well not the guy that came up with the calculator eitherway. I walked in to the horrible room that we're going to have the lesson in, a room with green walls, a wooden floor, desks made of wood, chairs made of steel, and yeah, the usual. I'm always sitting at some window, and I'm always the first guy in to the room. Always in time, always the good girl, you know. With the headset on, playing loud music, I almost can't hear the others walk in. I look out trough the window, and the next time I look, the room is full of teenages. who are going to have lesson. We have all kinds of teenages in my class. We got the sport-neards, the cool-guys, the I-don't-care-about-anything-else-but-my-makeup-girls, the emos, the selfish-kids, the "normal"s, the outsiders, the neards and then we got me. It was really chaos when our teaher arrived, paiper throwing every were, people shouting, a guy standing on his desk dancing...

- Shut up! she shouted to us.

Everybody got freezed, and she continued as she walk against her desk in the front.

- Clark, go down from the table. Christina, put your phone away. Linda, spit out your gum. Petar, for God sake, stop throwing paiper.

Mrs Black wasn't the same as usally today, she was much more angry today. She's allways a sunshine usally.

- Ha! Don't go down Clark, we like your dance! Show Mrs Black. Simon shouted.

- Yeah! Show her, rules is to break. Pat continued.

- Do whatever you wan't Clark, but I'm warning you, it's your grade.

Many sighs were heard when he finally sat down.

- Oh, come on! Some one shouted.

- If you don't shut up right now, I will put your grade down. Mrs Black said.

She started to write some numbers on the board, then she turned against us and said:

- You're going to get from here, to here. Come on, start working.

Some of us looked weard on each other. This wasn't her!

We all came to work after a while, and soon Georgina raised her hand and said:

- Mrs black? can I get help please.

- If you want help you can call 911. Mrs Black answered.

Georgina was shocked, she was sitting there with her mouth open and was just starring. I was in chock to, I think we all was.

- Can I borrow your ruber? someone wisperd to someone else.

- I can hear you. Mrs Black said.

This was going to be a long lesson.

The time was ticking, and finally it was time to end the lesson.

- Remember, if you didn't made it, it's homework to tomorrow. Time to end, hope you will have a horrible day! Mrs Black said when we all raist up to leave the room.

I have never seen Mrs Black that angry... I walked to my locker to get my books, I was going to have English now in the other end of the buildning. So it tooked a little time to go, especially when my locker is in the other end, so I putted some music on, and started to walk. All around me there was fights, sounds, people runing and lockers banging. A guy runned in to me as I was walking, and shouted sorry while he continued to run.

Can you even imagen how my days is in school?

All my other lesson was done, and it was time to lunch. I went to the big hall to get my food, and to do like all the other days. Sit alone, eat my food and listing to music. The rest of the day went good, and sooner or later the day came to a end. I doesn't live that far away from school, so I use to go, and that was just that I did today to.

I came home early today, witch surprised both me and my mum.

- What are you doing home so early? Mom asked.

- I don't know, think I've walked faster than I usally do. I answered.

- Oh, well, there's some leftovers from yesterday, take that to eat. I gotta go, I'll be home at 8 o'clock. She said while she was putting her shoes on. Then she went to me, kissed me on the forhead, said good bye see you soon and left.

I went over to the kitchen, took some food, wormed it and got to my room. When I'd put on the computer I heard a noice coming from the hall. I frozed to ice, and my heart started to pump faster, is my nightmare back? I came over my fear and went with tiny step to my door. Before I looked out, I tooked another deep breath, I was now going to meet my fear again... I looked out down at the wooden floor, and when I saw the little gray thing in the middle of the floor, I jumped to. The little gray rat ran round and round in cirkels, I think it were as afraid as I were. When I finally had cough my breath again I screamed, and the little gray rat ran under the white agency that were stand by the wall. I quickley closed my door, and stand with my back against it. Soon I cooled down a bit, and went over to my computer that were standing on my white wooden table, at the left side of my homeworks. When I just were going to take a bite of my food, the phone called. I sigh and went to get it, it were a number that I didn't recognized, so I answered:

- Hello?

- Hi! a dark man vocie said. How are you?

- Who is this? I answered.

- Oh, sorry, it's Mac, from your class you know.

- Oh, hi! Sorry, didn't hear.

- It's cool. But how are you?

- I'm fine, and you?

- I'm great! So, I called just to hear if you wanted to hang out, I mean like... Do something... I... Well... We could... Like... He stared to say.

I wasn't used to people asking me if I wanted to hang out, so my eyes were as opend as they could. And I didn't find any word, so I let him continued.

- Well I mean, just if you want to of course. You don't have to if you don't want. He said uncertainly.

I didn't answered. And a minute past by. Then he said:

- Are you still there?

I shaked my head then said:

- Sorry, losted words. But sure, sounds great! When?

- Well, I'm free at friday, does that sounds good?

- Sound awesome.

- Great! Then I guess I'll see you in school tomorrow?

- Yeah, see ya then.

- Bye.

- Bye.

I turned off the phone and putted it on my bed. This was diffrent, I thought.

Soon the day were coming to an end, but I'd never stop thinking about Mac. What was this? Why did he asked me? Does he really know how I am?