Not So Perfect

Differences

I'm not a normal girl, as you could tell, but I'm proud of who I am and I'm never going to change. I'm not like everyone else and they can tell. I dyed my hair bubblegum pink last year, I'm 6'5", tallest girl in the school, I'm artistic, I'm an "A" student, I'm the only person who can sit in class without talking to anyone, I have depression, I have anxiety, I have ADHD, I have PTSD, I have OCD, and even more. I'm not the best when it come to happiness, but I manage my problems well. I can't talk to others because of my social anxiety and such. I'm also the only girl with something rad about me in my school. No one can see what it is because I've only used this rad thing once to help my grandmother, no one was there so I did it, and once for my crush. Now I know he knows that I'm a "super hero" but I'm really not. I can only see people I've seen or have heard before. He's my best friend and I know I shouldn't like my best friend, but I do. So deal with it because I'm proud of it. He's also my only friend so it's not like I'm ever going to tell him that I like him. He'll just have to find out by himself. If only I could tell him. He still thinks I have a crush on the most popular guy in school, but I never have and never will. If only he could see me and my broken heart.

"Vicey!!" I heard Blake shout. He was running up from behind me and I laughed as his papers flew everywhere then I ran to help him collect them. "Why were you running to me? If you would have walked you wouldn't have dropped all of these," I said waving his papers in the air. "Well I know, but I need to talk to you." "About what?" I asked raising my eyebrow. "About that stupid popular crew. They're picking on your little sisters." "WHAT!!! Where are they?!?!?!" Yes I know I said they're annoying, but they're still my family so I have to help them. "They're down the hall and to the left. You'll see them as soon as you get down there." I started running ad pushing people out of my way. They all yelled at me saying I'm going the wrong way down the hall, but I didn't care. I found my little sisters and punched the "popular crew" in the face as the principal walked by. I, of course, got in trouble because of it, but my little sisters were okay so I was happy.

The next day I was in detention and I noticed Blake sitting next to me. "What did you do?" I whispered to him. "I kicked Zack in the balls in self-deference," he replied. "What did he do to you?" "He started talking smack to me and literally almost smacked me. "Wow, are you okay?" "Yepp. I blocked right in time before he did anything." "Cool," I said blushing. "Ummm...why are you blushing?" he asked. "N-no reason." "Mk..."