Never too late or is it?

Prolouge

Rosie1476: Look at this emo bitch here. I saw her in the bathroom washing blood off her wrists. She doesn't belong here.it's sickening how she dresses and how pale she is. That ugly goth make up or metal make up.


HelloItsandrea:where-ever she came from why did she have to move here? Oh October welcome to Ny.

Keepcalm&playball:Word of advice watch your back faggot.

The list goes on. I don't know how they found me on there,but I know they go to st. john. I wasn't accepted in the last school my aunt Sally applied for me. one month of this place and it's already begun.

I walk into the school with this stupid uniform that is required to wear. Girls had to wear skirts and a polo short,with some kind of fancy jacket. There is one day each week where we are free to wear what we want.

So with my batman bag slung over my shoulder and my earphones in i walk out from my aunts car and she seeing me off with a parental wave I roll my eyes and walk up the steps. Nirvana"smells like teen spirit." playing I walk through the doors. Teens huddled in groups.a lot of running around and play fighting,the principle and asst. Trying to stop the chaos.

The structure of this school was from an old catholic church design on the outside. I walk to my locker up the second story at the very end of the hall. Then there it was more pictures and drawings calling me every single name in the book. I rip them down and open my locker shoving them in there with the already high pile and grab my notebooks and english and history text books with my journ/sketchbook tucked safely under them.

As I was about to head to first class,Iron maiden now playing,my earphones were ripped out of my ears and iPod tooken along with it. I freeze,veins running ice cold.my books and bag tuck close to me. I knew who it was. I try to close my mouth to hide my nervous breathing,but it came through my nose. "Oops sorry." that high pitched voice of Riley Hendricks. She wasn't sorry at all. "Come on Riles we know your not sorry, besides you found the right iPod just right for us." her friend Lillian laughed mischeviously. I know they had friends with them. They surrounded me now.the blonde shoving me back my iPod and earphones. "Anyways who would want to listen to that shitty music anyways." I was looking down my black hair covering my face. I was seething about what she said about my music. "Hey you know you should look at someone when their talking to you."

I notice the hallways are almost vacant. "Just leave me alone." I murmur trying to shove through them they push me back. The bell rings.b"Well next time." she says disappointed she and her friends leave.

This is my life. I'm October Snow Willow and this is my story.