She slowly, & softly shut her locker. Then easily weaved her way through the people toward her next class. She was like a ghost. She was hardly ever noticed. She was always soft & gentle & caring. She walked into her next class-the teacher wasn't present at the moment so like most teenagers everyone was horse playing- & Bug set her books down & slid into her seat. The bell rang & everyone rushed to get to their seat before the teacher made it there. Bug just wiggled in her seat & played with her fingers. She was mostly to her self. Everyone was glad to be her friend, but because of her shyness, it was hard for her to open up so she never really had a strong friendship with anyone.
BOOM!
She was startled by the slamming of the door. She was very skittish also. Bug hadn't always been this way. She used to be very humorous. Radiant. Fun to be around. Goofy. Great personality. But so many things changed in her life she holds her self back now. When she was 8, she realized that every child is suppose to have a mommy, but she didn't. She asked her dad why she didn't have one, but his response was always, "Because you're special, Sweet heart."
When she was 12, she realized that everyone has to have a mommy. Her dad finally opened up & told her that her real parents died in a car accident the night they were coming back from the hospital after she was born. She was a very lucky baby. After her dad had told her, he felt he needed to find her a new mom. Well, he did. But it's not one that Bug likes. They hardly get along, & because of her, Bug hardly sees her Best Friend like she used to. Butter.
