I walked out of the gym room after my first round running. I looked into the mirror. I saw a girl with blonde hair, and brown eyes. She looked sad. That girl is me. I sit down in the dressing room, with my head in my hands. I want time to think about everything. How I can change everything. It feels like I'm sitting there for a week, when I feel a warm hand on my shoulder. "What are you doing here? Is everything alright?" I heard the husky voice of Mr.Styles. I looked up at him. "Y...yes, but I felt dizzy so I was going to here Mr.Styles." I said. "Call me Harry Sophia. But do you feel better now?" He asked with a smile. "Y...yes." I said to him. "Okay then, come with me to the gym room." He said. I saw his beautiful green dimples.
"Okay Guys, make pairs of two!" Harry calls to the class. As always, I don't have a partner to work with. "You don't have a partner?" Harry asked. "Yes." I said to him. "Okay, we can do the same." He said and smiled. I saw all the popular girls were looking at Harry. I'm the only one that knows his name. We started to throw the ball at eachother. Angela starts laughing at me. "Girls look how bad she is!" Angela said giggling. Harry turned around with an angry face. "We don't make laugh at eachother here!" He calls to Angela. She stopped laughing, and walked away. I heard her whisper: "And look at how she looks, if I looks like her I want to die." I walked to the wooden bench, and sit down on it, looking at the ground. Harry sits down next to me. "Is this the only time they make laugh of you?" Harry asked. I looked at him. His eyes are filled with concern. "N...no, they always do t...that." I wispered. "If you want I can talk to them about it?" Harry asked. "No, I absolutely don't want that." I said back. "Okay love." He said and smiled.
"Time's up!" Harry shouts to the class. We walked to the dressing room, when someone grabbed my arm. I turned around to face the person. It was Harry. "Sophia, I want to say to you that if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you, don't forget. You can trust me love." He said. I smiled at him. No one ever said this to me. "T...thank you." I said." No problem Sophia." He said back. I walked to the dressing room, to change my clothes. Should I trust him?
When school's over, I walked at home. I opened the door. I saw a letter in my bag. Who putted a letter in my bag?
Hi Sophia,
You're ugly, you know that. I make this year bad for you with my Friends.
Angela
I sitted down on the couch, and started crying. I want to scream, to make this year bad for Angela. But I can't do that. I grabbed a knife. A new scar was coming up on my arm.
