I walked through the doors of Emma Boudalaire Memorial Middle school. I was dreading the whole day already and it was only 8 in the morning. Why? Because I had no friends and didn't have the faintest idea who anyone was.
I had managed to make it until lunch, but my confidence dipped as I saw no place to sit. I walked outside and sat in the hallway. 5 minutes later, a girl came by. Her blonde hair, emerald eyes, triple pierced ears and makeup mad me feel like a loser with my frizzy, short auburn hair and hazel eyes. She wore a purple crock top with purple knee high boots and short purple skirt and it looked like heaven compared to my sweatshirt and jeans. " Hi! I am Jayden! Want to sit with me?"
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Miserable, Messed Up Life
General FictionLife. Full of twists an turns you often can't control. Samantha thought her life was perfect. Until Jayden came along.
