A few days later. Monday. I wake up to screeching of my alarm clock. I turn it off. I don't want to go to school. I get ready for school, eat breakfast, then get on the bus. I couldn't stop thinking about that girl. She was so familiar. And... Odd. The bus stops at school. I get off and go inside. I walk inside to see a laughing crowd. What is going on? I thought. I get through the crowd to see the most popular kids in school making fun of the new kid. Sydney gave her a nasty look, "what's up with your hair! It looks dead!" Sierra looked down, " It's bleached." They continue to make fun of her. I push through the crowd in front of her. "Leave her alone!" I scream putting my arms out in front of her. With a surprised look on her face, she looks up. I smirk forms on Trevor's face, "Wow!" He continued, "looks like the psycho boy is defending the girl with detergent in her hair." Sierra looked back down and mumbled "it's bleached..." I grabbed her hand and ran through the crowd. Our school is very close to my house, so it wasn't a far walk from here. As we were walking I asked, "Are you okay?" She replied with "Yeah I'm fine." I didn't want to believe her but u did anyway. I could tell she wanted to ask about the nickname "psycho boy" but we stayed silent until we got to my house. "I can walk you home if you would like." I offered. "No! I-I have work to... To uh... Do." Sierra turned around and proceeded to walk herself home. That was odd... I thought. But so familiar! I need to do some research...
