Miriam, the bullied and the forgotten

Prologue

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I'm walking home and it's a cloudy and dreary day.
It happened again.
It starts to rain.
Why do they do this? It's raining harder.
What did I do to them? It starts thundering.
I wish it would stop.

I can see my house in view. I wish school was over already. Can't they find something better to do with their lives? I want it to end already. Nobody understands. Nobody believes me. I bottle up everything inside. The thunder stopped. I'm almost home. Not like home is any better. It's empty and quiet. I open the front door. Nothing. Not one sound but the rain pattering on the roof. I shatter and fall to the ground.

After hours of crying, Mom's still not home. I wish she was though. Usually, when she is, she's drinking and forgets about me. I have no friends. Well, now I don't. He left me for the popular jocks.How stereotypical. I was diagnosed with depression after that. Everybody makes fun of me, she started it. I wish it would end. My name is Elena Solis and this is my story.

It was May 21 two years ago, when it all started. 

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I was walking down the hallway when I noticed Blake (my future ex-best friend) talking to the popular jocks. I went up to him. I didn't know it at the time but things were about to change forever...

"Hey, Blake." I smiled at him.

"Ugh, what do you want?" Blake sneered.

I was confused. We talked less than a day ago and everything seemed fine.

One of the jocks starts to converse with Blake as if I'm not in front of both of them.

"Do you know this loser?" The blonde jock, I think his name was Ryder, said.

"No, I don't." Blake lies through his teeth, scanning me up and down with disgust.

"Then why is It doing here?" Another one said.

"Probably looking for someone to fuck. I heard she's a prostitute."

"She's such a slut." One of the other jocks said.

I had no idea what they were talking about. I'm a virgin. 

What's gotten into Blake?

"Blake, tell them I'm your best friend?" I insisted with tears in my eyes.

"I'm not friends with fat sluts." I couldn't believe what I was hearing. After years of being my best friend he just decides to make up lies and humiliate me?

"Is she serious man?" One with ocean blue eyes says

"Hey! Scram fat slut. We're trying to have a conversation. Unless you'd like to join me in the janitor's closet?" A brown eyed jock winks.

He tries to get a hold of my hand when I storm down the hallway and run outside. Spritining into the woods trying to how in my tear when the flood gates break open. Once I've decided that I'm far enough into the woods I sit down against a tree and and contemplate what I did wrong.

What do I do?

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What did you guys think about this beginning chapter of this book? I don't think I'll write more but lets see what happens. Peace! 

~LK