The Sneeze that Never Came..

Chapter One - Gosh, I really have to sneeze

Hi..my name is Nicole and I am sixteen-years-old, though I'll be seventeen in early June. I live on a farm with my parents, and they don't understand me. I am nothing like the others..I have my own favorite music and my own secrets. Sometimes I sit alone by myself and think, "What is life?" and "Nobody gets me."
My friends are outcasts too..and nobody understands us either...by the way, I really love to sneeze.

Yes, it's true. Ever since I could remember, sneezing has always been good. Sneezing is an art. Go sneezing! Boy, I can't even remember what I was talking about. Oh yeah, my mom doesn't understand me. One time when I was a kid, I was sneezing and my mother was like "Dang, child you sneeze a lot." Thanks, mom. Thanks for putting me down just like the rest of this hateful world.

Ugh, I can't take much more of this. I'm thinking about running away. Away from teachers, haters, and stupid boys. Somewhere where I can just take in the fresh air, embrace who I truly am, and also sneeze.

Have I mentioned that I like to sneeze? Sneezing is great. I wish I could just sneeze right now. In fact, yesterday in class I saw my crush. He's the boy of my dreams, and he's got really pretty eyes. The first time we met I was sneezing.

"Bless you." He said to me.

I felt my heart stop. What a beautiful thing to say. 'Bless you'. Yes, I am blessed. What a blessing, indeed. However, my world came crumbling down only a couple of days ago, and not even that memory can help.

I was in science class and I was sneezing. I love to sneeze. Then, the popular girl/bully Andrea Gulp interrupted my sneeze thunder. She told me that my shirt was ugly, and that I would never find a boyfriend. Her two super popular and not at all stereotypical best friends (one was rude and the other was a dumb blonde) stepped up behind her. "Haaaaaaa" they both said in perfect unison, "What a loserrr" This made me outraged! How dare they! I am no loser. Instead of ignoring them and understanding that they were bringing me down just to make them feel better about themselves, (like a stupid preppy person would do) I decided to take their opinions seriously because I'm special and nobody understands me. "Oh, yeah! Well at least I don't wear pink!" I exclaimed.

I watched as all the amusement drained from her face, and sheer anger replaced it. She continued to tell me I had no friends while the other two popular girls spun fidget spinners angrily behind her. The three of them soon left, and I told my outcast friends about her saying I didn't have any friends. My friends said, "woah, that's really stupid and not true." But I know they were just lying because they hate me. My friends that nobody gets just don't get me. Gosh, I wish I had friends...

Never again, never again.