Swinging With April

Lockers

Hey guys/ladies/other, I know this is only second part but I hope you guys are liking it so far. Plz comment what you think. Oh and answer these questions.. Do you think Svanna is April's ex? Do you have any advice or ideas for me for this story?

~April~

I walk through the grey doors of the school and for the first time, no one is whispering about how horrible I am and staring. Everyone is busy talking about other people.
I walk up the stairs, why do I have to be afraid that they will break beneath me just 'cause I'm heavy? I walk the bright hallway, heading for my locker. Loads of lockers and I can point out mine. The paint peeling, with dents in it. From way down the hall, I can see the multi-colored sticky notes covering the dented locker of mine.
I get nearer and nearer until I can sort of see blurred words. "Emo Whore", "Gay Creep", "Freak", "Fat Bitch", and other words and drawings. I bend down to unlock my locker. I look around, a few people are looking at me and my locker and snickering, it doesn't bother me anymore though.

239 is my locker number. Instead of using the 3-digit code, I use the golden-brown key, I had found in Mr. Gregg's classroom, to open my locker. I found the key when I snuck into his class after school to steal back my phone that got taken away for the millionth time (for listening to music in class) . I rip the notes off and shove them in my bag, grab my binder, and start to turn around. Someone stands in front of me. A girl, with purple converse. I look up, it's the girl who ran in front of my aunt's car earlier. I avoid making eye contact. This girl was new, but was already ready to hit me for something? Maybe accuse me of looking at her boobs or something. Girls often think I like every girl.. Not true.

~Svanna~
Tiff walked me to my locker, gave me her number and told me she had to run to do something before class. After she left, I tried to unlock my locker, it took me five times to open it. I grab my binder, put my backpack in my locker and realize there are notes sitting at the bottom of my locker. "Hey, I'm Shana. Hope we can be friends", "OMG, you are so pretty. People here seemed so nice, compared to my old school. I smile and look around. I notice a locker with colorful notes all over it, a couple lockers down from mine. Someone must be popular. I shut my locker and go over to the locker. I gasped. "Emo Whore", "Creep", "Bitch", "Freak", more notes like that covered the locker. Some had little pictures on them. One was of a hanging woman. It said "kill yourself" underneath the drawing. I was wrong, how horrible. Why was someone being treated this way? Was this person a horrible person? Why hasn't a teacher done anything? Questions popped up in my head.

A girl jumped in front of me. "Hey, Don't pay attention to that. That's just a bitches locker. I'm Amanda, Tiffany's bff. We were wondering if you wanted to hang after school. Did you know all the guys think your hot and the girls think your pretty and are really jealous?" The girl in front of me talked fast. She had brown hair and dark green eyes, she wore a pink miniskirt and a light purple tee. "Oh, umm.. I didn't know that. Is it true? And I don't know if I can hang out. I will text her if I can hang." I said. "OK. Got to go. Bye. Have a nice day." She walked off just like that. I looked at the locker again, this time a girl who looked very sad but beautiful at the same time sat there. She looked at the notes and just kept doing what she needed to do. She ripped the papers off and shoved them in her bag.

~Author~

RANDOM UPDATE: April is wearing a humongous hoodie, so you can not see how small she is.

~Back to Svanna~
I decide to go over to her. I don't know what I'm going to say but the purple haired girl looks lonely, she holds herself together well, but she must be a little fragile, somewhere in her heart. I walk over and wait for her to turn around. When she turns around she looks up and than looks back down. Trying to avoid eye contact?