The Two Opposites Aren't So Opposite

Part 2

As I walk into my first class I see her. She was very pretty, I don't understand how people bully her. She was beautiful, even being straight I thought she was perfect. I could never admit it to anyones face I thought a group of emos and scenes were beautiful, everyone else said slut and worse. I don't wanna be like the others, yet I do.
I see them all over, and people whisper things about them in my ears. They weren't even close to true, things like if you look into ones eyes you turn to stone. This school is full of idiots, they were the more beautiful than the drag queen everyone is dating.
As I got close to one that was mixed with beautiful long brown hair, someone pushed me aside and I hit the floor. This was in the girls locker room, not clean, but smelled good. The girl went to a locker and pushed the group and they hit the lockers. I stood up and brushed myself off from the invisible scrum on the floor. I slowly step towards them as they hold their sides and backs. I now notice there is five of them, one doesn't look like them though.
"Are you ok? She pushed me too." I say quietly.
"Yes we are." Says the one with short brown hair with blonde highlights with her hair poofing from her head. She turns to the others.
I feel unwanted so I leave and not cause trouble. I don't want to leave the group, it's more comfortable than my warm bed. I felt like I fit in for once.