Sometimes Smiles Aren't True

Part I: Where to Start

I guess it began when I was twelve. I was skinny and had glasses. Common material to be bullied by. Anyway. I was at my new school. We just moved for reasons I won't go into, to here in Utah, and I was at lunch sitting alone with no one to talk to. Everyone had specific seats and specific places they belonged to. I was halfway through my sandwich when someone comes and sits next to me. Honestly, I was really surprised to have someone willingly sit next to me. She said her name was Anna. She asked what my name was and I said Ashley. She replied saying I had a nice name. We sat together for the rest of lunch and talked and got to know each other. It felt good to have a friend. As soon as lunch was over she got up, said it was nice to meet me and walked away. I smiled, but then Carter and his posse appeared and he grabbed my shoulders as I stood up to walk away and tossed me to the ground. My glasses fell off and they all snickered. He grabbed my glasses and threw them at the wall. I heard a smack as my glasses hit the wall and they laughed again. They left soon after. I got up and checked myself, I had a bloody elbow. I went over and picked up my glasses. No harm done, that was lucky. The bell rang which signified that I was now late...again. I sighed, grabbed my stuff and walked glumly to class knowing what would happen next.