I slammed my hand agaisnt my alarm as it went off. Signaling that I had to get up and get ready for another horrid day in prison which people like to call school. When I got up, I got my things and took a shower. After my shower, I had to find something to wear. Which is very hard and something I have trouble with everyday. I always stress about it becasue of people at school. It really shouldn't matter, but to me it does. Only because I get picked on. So I convinced my mom to let me buy a new wardrobe. Today, I decided to go with my black skinny jeans and my white short sleeved shirt with a balck skull on it. For my makeup, I decided to go with a natural look but with a smokey eye and black eyeliner on my top lid that flares out at the ends. I just left my hair in its natural waves because I was running out of time. So, I slipped on my combat boots, leather jacket, got my backpack and left to go to the bus stop.
As I was walking to the bus stop, I had this sudden urge of confidence in myslef. Maybe it was my "new look." I don't know. I just hope with all my new clothes and stuff people would finally stop picking on me. But, as I got on the bus, everyone started. Today, I decided to just ignore them. So, I took a seat next to a new kid. I was trying to block out everyones words, but it wasn't working. Everyone was saying, "Go kill yourslef," "You don't belong here," or "You're ugly and worthless. Nobody cares about you!" And I was tired of it. I'm done letting people walk over me like I'm nothing and treat me like that too. But as I went to say something, the guy beside me stood up and said, "Shut up! You sitting there saying that stuff doesn't make you any better! Don't you have anything better to do? Oh wait, all you probably do is sit around making fun of people. And, I bet you have no idea what it feels like to be called names like that or be made fun of. She is beautiful and worth a whole lot more than you! I may not know her, but I will soon. Trust me. And if you keep saying this stuff to her, I'll show you how it feels. I won't do what you're doing. I'll do worse. So just shut your mouths!"
After that, the bus went completely silent. And I just sat there dumbfounded. For two reasons: One; No one has ever and I mean EVER stood up for me. And two; he called me beautiful and worth something. Which no one has also never done. Well, other than my mom anyways. As he sat down, he stared at me smiling. And it was pretty awkaward. "What are you looking at me like that for," I asked smiling and even laughing a little. "No reason. I'm Calum by the way." "I'm Caitlyn." After we introduced oursleves, we just sat there waiting to arrive at school. I could tell we were going to be good friends. Not a charity case friendship like everyone else. No. A real one where I didn't feel like he was forcing himslef to be friends.
