old friends

Chapter 2

My first day was weird. Like, seriously fucked up. There were so many people giving me weird looks and to be honest it kind of scared me. That Ebony girl sat behind me in English and for a whole hour all I could hear was her talking about my piercings, my hair, my clothes, my makeup... Shut Up.

I did make a friend I guess, Amelia. She's in my form so she was one of first people I met. I'm jealous of her already, she's beautiful, with soft dimples and long curly brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes. She was the type of girl who was naturally beautiful, didnt need to wear tons of makeup or slutty clothes to make all the boys stare.

"Oh I almost forgot, we're meeting up at costa tonight, you know, the one in town? You can come if you want!" She said cheerfully as we sat down for lunch.

Fuck.

I was so awkward around new people, Amelia seemed lovely... But I was different. I looked round at her friends, they were all pretty little girls, with tight jeans and crop tops that show their perfect belly piercings. I didnt fit in.

"Uh huh, I'll think about it, thanks." I said quickly, and started to eat my sandwich.

"So you seen anyone you like? Dont worry, we wont tell, haha." One of the other girls asked.

"No, haven't really had a chance to be honest." I lied, no point in telling anyone was there?