don't go

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Some people our just destined to be losers. Me I'm the girl destined to be a loser. Everyone in high school fits into groups. There's the popular kids the druggies the hippies the losers and the nerds. Me I didn't fit into of them. I'm a Goth but I'm not in the Goth group. I'm a loser but I'm to much of a loser for the losers. At least the losers have a few friends I don't even have that.

 Some days our always shit a lot like the first day of school. It's fine if your like my little sister Blair who's one of the most popular kids in the freshman class. If your popular the first day of school is fine. I mean it's just having fun with your friends. If your a loser like me it's hell.

 I get the bus on time. I sit on the front and put my headphones in. Even know I listen to my music  I'm still watching and listening to the other kids on the bus. I watch the kids take selfies and hug and loudly talking and girls making out with there boyfriends. There the kids I guess I would want to be.

 Once I really did try to fit in. In eighth grade I tried to listen to the music the normal kids liked and talk about stuff the normal kids liked. It failed though. I had been a loser for to long.

I hate taking the bus to school. Nobody will sit near me. Now I don't have to take the bus. Mom and Dad gave me a car as a back to school present. If I took the car I would have to drive Blair and all her horrible friends to school.

 For once the journey was okay to school. Nobody grabbed my bag or yelled freak at me. The bad thing about being Goth is it's just another reason for people to pick on you.

 Lizzie Mercer and the girls who picked on me the most weren't on the bus. So it wasn't to bad.

 Once I got to school I started walking to my first class. I passed my little sister Blair. Straight away I felt about ten times worst. Blair was talking to Lizzie Mercer. Lizzie has been bullying me since seventh grade. Of course she seems to like my sister. Lizzie is famous for getting younger kids to be her second class friends. Looks like Blair gets to be a friend of Lizzie's. Blair's always got everything though.

I've always hated how Blair is the perfect one. She's pretty with her carmel hair and dark eyes. She always been popular and Mum and Dad love her.

 Where most people walk with friends to class. I have nobody. It still makes me want's to cry. That's I am a loner.. The bullying's and misery had got so bad I used to self harm. I suffered from anorexia because of the bullying and me have no friends in eighth grade. Lizzie Mercer told me if I lost weight she would be friends with me. I was stupid enough to believe her and suffered from anorexia thanks to lizzie.

 I have history first.

"Freak" I hear someone yell at me, I turn my head and see the person yelling at me was a sophomore Andrew once I would of yelled back but there is no point

. I'm not at history when a girl bumps into me. This is typical. Lizzie and her friends think it great to bump into my me so I fall over or drop my bag.  I drop my bag and of course I had just unzipped my bag to grab my phone.  For once I just can't be bothered to say anything to the bitchs who think it's a funny idea to shove me over or make me drop my bag. I knelt down to grab my stuff.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry" said the girl who had caused me to drop my bag. kneeling down next to me. "Our you okay sorry" said the girl who knelt down and started picking up some of the stuff that had been in my bag. Weirdly she seemed to mean it.

"I'm Kaylen I'm new" the girl told me, that explained it only a girl would actually be nice to Skylar the school freak and

 I actually then looked at Kaylen. Kaylen was so beautiful. She had long brown hair. She had high cheekbones and her skin was pale. Her eyes were brown.

"Nice to meet you" I muttered "I'm Skylar"  I muttered

"Skylar" said Kaylen smiling at me "Love the name "

 I couldn't help but notice how it felt like my heart had just skipped a beat as soon as I saw Kaylen I hate this feeling I've had it twice before. It's what most kids would refer to as a crush. But I am not a lesbian I can not like Kaylen. when Kaylen not looking at me I pull on the elastic band on my wrist hard. It hurts but I've hurt myself worst before.

 "What class do you have" Kaylen asked me she smiled at me and I suddenly stopped feeling like shit which is not a common thing.

"History with Miss Johnson" I told Kaylen

"Could you let me follow you to History I'm in your class and I'm a classic new girl who doesn't know where my class is" said Kaylen, Kaylen smiled when she spoke and it made me want to smile.

"I don't mind" I told Kaylen and I was actually being truthful "But you our meant to go to main reception there get someone to show you around you know that right" I told Kaylen

"Oh yep but I'm friends with a couple of girls from here and I know there friends the plan was they would show me around but now I'm lost"  Kaylen told me rolling her eyes

"Oh who" I asked

"Gabbi Forster and Lilli Freaser" 

 I can't believe how stupid this is. I really want to spend time with Kaylen but Gabbi and Lilli have never been nice to me. They watched people bully me and never could say anything but all I want to do is spend time with Kaylen.

 "Follow me" I said feeling scared in ninth grade Lizzie got Gabbi to fake friend me and humiliated me as I was stupid enough to admit I self harmed to her. 

 maybe it will happen again but my life is screwed up call me desperate if  I get the offer of maybe having a friend I will always take it. Truthfully I feel excited at the idea of having Kaylen as a friend. I should be staying from Kaylen but I really don't want to.