Once again moved to yet another school. I sighed to myself as i solemnly looked out my moms car window. I knew i would probably move schools again due to, bullying. Lets just say this, if you look in a dictionary and look up the two words geek and nerd, a picture of my face would be there. We drove for another 5 minutes until we got to the school. As we pulled up i could already see people i should avoid at all costs. I stepped out of the car, a old chevy impala, then i slammed the door to show my mom that i really did not want to be here. In my last school, i started to make friends, but what do you know, my mother makes me switch schools again.
I walked up to the school door and walked in. "Here we go again," i muttered to myself.
A few minutes later i finally found my locker, number 347. I started unpacking my stuff to find that someone had the locker beside me,(not all lockers were used), and they had number 348. I got the feeling they were new here too, seeing as they looked frustrated and confused after searching for their locker. So i decided to make a decision, one that could end in me leaving this school, or making a friend.
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Teen FictionA story of a girl who is bullied at school, has no friends, and is in middle school.
