Are We Priceless?

One

Lily's POV

I dread school. I dread home. I just dread everything. I let out a sigh as I come into the empty school building. No one else will get here for probably another thirty minutes so I have the halls all to myself for roaming aimlessly.

I rub sleep from my eyes as I head upstairs, I cried myself to sleep again last night. Certainly not a first. I just feel so lost, without direction.

I'm a freshman here, and have always been a good girl. Anymore I just don't much care. If God is so loving, why would he take my grandfather away in a car accident on the way home from finding out he was free from cancer. I had felt like I was coming near to God several times in my life, but I am just so mad and hurt I want nothing to do with him!

My angry cloud of thoughts continued to roll through my mind, and I return back down the stairs to the main floor of the school where some of my friends will be, when they get there.

As I take a seat on the benches as others start pouring in, an all too familiar blond haired girl walks through the doors, Dakota White, my friend since sixth grade enters through the doors. Friend... I guess former friend is more accurate. I sling my book bag back onto my back and run for the restroom blindly. I slam the stall door behind me, and begin to sob as I lean my head against the cool metal of the door.

I'm actually glad I don't have classes with Dakota. We were sad when we found that out last year in eighth grade, back when things were at least better. No we never talk. It is all my fault too. Because I was a nice person and wanted to help out a new girl in first period. More proof that God doesn't care I guess.

Since she was new the girl didn't know anybody, so I thought the nice thing to do would be show here around and introduce her to others, including but not limited to Dakota. I had no way of knowing what would happen. The girl took up with Dakota and before I knew it Dakota wouldn't even speak to me. The girl has been telling lies on me and that only adds to my pain.

I hate this.