The back of the class. My safe spot. Where no one will bother me. And now I'm being torn away from it. Stupid Mrs. Smith. Putting me in the middle of class isn't going to make me "branch out" like the guidance counselor wants me too. I just want to be alone. And for the most part my plan works. No one in this whole school knows who I am. They don't know that I, Renée Avery, even exist. But to be honest, that's what makes me happy.
Being invisible has its perks. I can wear whatever I want. I can go wherever I want. I can be whatever I want. And to me, that's what's important. Making friends just leads to the world of judgment, a world I've been able to stay away from since third grade . And now, thanks to Mrs. Smith I have to enter that world. And to that I say, "gee, thanks..."
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The minute I got home, I ran up to my room and cried. It's not like anyone will hear me anyway. Dad died when I was 10, mom is NEVER home, and my older brother is off training to be in the army.
Oh how I miss my brother. I mean Matt really is my only friend. He would know what to say in this situation. I'm always so scared for him. I don't like him being in the army. There's a big chance of him getting hurt, and I don't want that. I'm sure that sounds selfish, with him " fighting for our country" and all but I don't care, he's my brother and if he gets hurt I don't know what I'll do.
I thought of Matt as I cried. Of all the memories we had together. The good ones. The bad ones. The best ones. Of the time in when I was in kindergarten and we caught fireflies at night with Dad. Of the time when I broke my wrist on my 13th birthday and he drove me to the ER. Of the time he left for army training. Every time I cry, for no matter what reason, I always end up crying for my big brother. But I'm never going to let him know I'm upset. I can't let my pathetic life get in the way of his dreams of joining the army.
What I decided to do was grab the DVDs of Matt and I that our dad made, and watch them until I fell asleep.
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The Girl Who Never Spoke
Teen FictionRenée Avery doesn't talk. To anyone. Period. All she wants to do is make good grades, take photos, and not make any friends. So when her horrible guidance counselor makes her sit in the middle of class instead of the back, in hopes for Renée to bran...
