Invisible

1.

I'm alone.

That's all there is to say.

Of course, being the curious little souls you are, you know there's more. You believe there's more.

And you're right, for the most part.

There is more than me being alone. And you'll have to be a hell of a brave soul if you actually want to find out what's hiding behind those two simple words.

To start off, you must understand one thing about me, Zoe Marx.

I am invisible.

Not literally, of course. But I like to think of myself as completely unseen. No one notices me. No one wants to.

And it's totally fine by me. In a world where beauty, fame, and money makes you who you are, you wouldn't blame me. 

Our "story" starts off in an eighth grade commons area, where a crowd has gathered to watch a spectacular show commence.

Bottle flipping.