Never Forget

-Second Thoughts-

I woke up like most mornings, my alarm blaring in my face as I walked to the bathroom, took a shower, brushed my hair and teeth, got dressed in something comfy and ran out the door with an apple and my backpack.

It was snowing as I walked to school that day, the sky was a light grey color and the wind blew my ponytail wildly. I remembered to wear a scarf this time so I felt a little warmer than yesterday. When I walked into 'BlackWell High' I looked around for Brooklyn. "Where is she?" I asked myself anxiously. The last time she didn't come to make fun of me in the morning, she had covered my locker in silly string and I found dried up gum in my books. I shudered slightly at the thought and hurried to my locker.

Perfect, no silly string, no gum... For once I happily took my math and history books from my locker, closed it and walked to class with a smile.

"Arthur" (here)

"Andy" (here)

"Brooklyn"

Mrs Golding took the registration raising her voice when she didn't hear a reply from Brooklyn.

"Brooklyn?"

..no answer..

"She's sick miss!" Stephanie shouted out before Mrs Golding could move along. "Absent" she told herself quietly before scribbling something down in her book and kept calling out names. once she did. I smiled the biggest smile I could, "Yes!" I thought. "I can have a whole day without being hurt or insulted by her." Sure other people did that anyway, but she was the worst. When she wasn't around even Stephanie and Maddie were nicer to me.

During lunch I went outside to the school park and found Rachel sitting on a bench writing something. "Hey!" I shouted as I ran over to her. She looked up and closed her notebook. Her diary to be exact. She never showed it to anyone, even me but I respected her privacy so I didn't ask about it.

She noticed my bright smile and replied, "Hey! :) I see you too are glad that Brooklyn isn't in school. You haven't smiled this big since she had sphagetti accidentally thrown on her last year." She giggled loudly. I also laughed remembering her shocked face when it happened. She couldn't get it out of her hair for a week and she smelled like sphagetti for a month.

I shivered from the cold and sat down beside Rachel while biting into a sandwitch.

We sat in silence for a few minutes until Rachel spoke, "Wanna come over to my house this week?" she started as she wrote in her diary. I refused, saying I was busy when honestly, I wasn't. I refused anyway because I didn't like to go anywhere other than the forest. And my bedroom :P. "Ugh!" she sighed. "You never go anywhere or do anything! I mean, when's the last time you left your house other than going to school or that oak tree? And can ya get rid of those glasses?? They make you look like a nerdy owl!" Rachel answered, closed her book, got up and left. "B*tch* I heard her muttering when she walked away.

I anxiously pushed my glasses back on the bridge of my nose and thought of what she said. I pissed her off. I always do, even when I say nothing. I bet that's the problem. I never actually do anything. Sighing, I got up and went to class when I heard the bell ring.

*Time skip brought to you by a dancing watermelon :D*

I went straight home after school, dropped my bag down in the hallway and ran upstairs to my room, slamming the door behind me. What if Rachel's right? I never even try to socialize anymore. I push everyone away the second I get a chance to. I mean, I guess I can't really blame myself for having social anxiety but I could atleast try to go out and make friends.

I sat down on my bed, filled with a mixture of emotions and thoughts. I opened up my laptop as Pebbles walked into my room. "Hey" I whispered to her. I watched videos on youtube when I found ' 10 beauty life hacks for teens' in my reccomendations box. I suddenly remembered what Rachel said about my glasses. I fixed them without thinking and walked up to the mirror on the back of my door. "Do I really look like an owl?" I asked myself looking at the mirror, seeing the same old broken freak I always do. I sat back down on my bed and went back to my laptop. After watching a few beauty hack videos I got an amazing idea.

I can't do much about my social anxiety but I can change how I look.

I smiled as I thought this and went back up to my mirror. I was getting fed up of wearing glasses and it took me a few extra minutes in the morning to put my hair up in a ponytail.

Snapping out of my thoughts I rushed to my table, opened up the drawers until I found what I was looking for. I flipped my sketchbook to a random page and started to draw..

I drew myself as best as I could and looked at the picture when I finished, deciding that I'll get a makeover. Yea. I don't have to be a nerdy dork my whole life and if I wanted to change that I could start with how I looked. I smiled as I stared at my drawing, "This is the last time I'll look like that" I told myself, cringing at my glasses and braces that I have to take off in a few days anyway.

"Last time..." I whispered as I slowly fell asleep...