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Your POV:
This was first day of the second semester. 4 hours have passed. 4 hours to go. So far so good. You've already been called names but you're already used to them. You've kept a list so far. You look at it
Names people have called me:
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*DORK
*WIMP
*LOSER
As you walked passed more and more people, more and more people looked at you and called you out. Sure your an outcast and a so called "Loser". But your used to this. You suddenly got lost in thought when you bumped into someone.
....
Hey are you okay?
Yeah im fine....
....
You look up and face the human you bumped into. The guy that didnt call you a name yet. That's when you ask him
....
Why aren't you calling me names...
Like what....
Like most people call me.
I dont see why I should.
Because im an outcast.
So am I but i managed to be popular like that.
HAH!! IF YOU CALL BEING THE STAR OF THE FOOTBALL TEAM AN OUTCAST THAN SURE YOUR AN OUTCAST.
He frowned then walked away with girls walking behind him. You've seen him before. He's popular yet you manage not to know his name. You're not that much of an outcast. Honestly you just dont care. You managed to get to science with all the glares and whispers being thrown and piled onto you. "Did you hear how she talked to Ashton?"
" I cant believe he was actually nice to her even after what she did."
Who the heck is Ashton? Ohhhhhhhh....
By this point you have already have taken a seat in the back of the class. Then the Ashton person sat in front of you. moments later class "begins". The inactive teacher sat at his desk attempting to fix some kind of crazy looking structure. You try to study the notes from last semester for the upcoming exam but thought raced through your head.
