Stand Out(Re-writing)

The loner is noticed-Chapter 1

Logan's POV

  Things aren't as easy as people say. My family is a moving family. You see, I had made great friends before, but then we moved.
I made great friends again and again, we kept moving.

I was missing my friends more than ever.I finally realized that making friends won't be important anymore.
I'll just stay away from social life, and everything will be ok.

  Let me introduce myself. I'm Logan Hart. My hair is blond-ish brown, and I have green-blue eyes. I'm a sophomore, going to One River high school, starting today. Mental sigh.
I'm also 6'1.
I have a little sister who is 7 years old. She has wavy brown hair, and blue eyes.
My mom has dark brown hair and ocean blue eyes, while my dad has titanium blond hair, with green eyes.

Just thought you'd wanna know a bit about me. Or you're just a stalker.

I groaned as I walked over to the mirror in the bathroom. My hair was messy, as usual, and my eyes were tired.
I did my business, brushed my teeth, showered, and threw on a black shirt, and blue jeans.
I grabbed my black hoodie and quickly put it on.
Jogging down the stairs, I thought about today. Who knew what the day was going to bring.
  My parents were sitting down at the dining table, in there usual spots.
I grabbed an apple and took a big bite out of it.
"Hello honey,"My mom said. I just ran outside and hoped onto the bus.
Everyone was staring at me. I didn't care, I just found an open seat and sat in it. Staring out the window, I saw a sign that read "One River High School to the left."

A big school came into view a couple minutes later. I guess this was the school I'd be attending.

Hoping out the bus, I saw this girl who looked about 5'7 with long, dark wavy hair. I looked at her, she looked up at me, but she quickly averted her gaze to the floor.
  Her electric blue eyes looked sad, broken, and lost. Tears filled in them, as I saw before she looked down.
  She walked with her head down the whole time, shuddering when a blond girl bumped her shoulder.
  I felt mad at that blond girl, I don't really know why.

  Then I saw her arm. One of her arms was normal, but her left arm was only half.
  I didn't care, why would I? If someone was different, I'd treat them normally.
  She walked with her half arm tucked away, where no one could see it.

  Is she ok?

  I walked over to her, she looked up at me with those tear stung eyes, and hurried off.
  So much for that.

Ashely's POV

  Is he new? I haven't seen him ever. He came closer to me.
  I looked up at him with watery eyes, and quickly hurried off.
  He stood there looking confused. I'm crying because I'm different, and people tease me.
  That blond girl, Britney, just called me names I wouldn't dare to say.
  Still I want to scream at her, but I can't. I know, I'm to weak, and pathetic.

  Why am I like this god? Why don't I have any friends?

  Sure some people treat me nicely, but won't try to be my friends, no matter how hard I try.
  I just want someone to be there for me. Is that to much to ask?
  I shouldn't be ashamed of who I am, but I am. I don't know why.
  Someone please help me..