Chapter8 (Allison's POV)

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I hate getting judged by the way I look.

By the way I act. I feel so alone..

Not even the other kids that are just like me, wont talk to me.

I needed to get out of here.

I didnt even do anything.

I slowly put my head down and cried to myself.

I was here, because if I stayed home..

If I stayed home.

If I stayed home, it would just be like every day.

Being ignored.

I got to get out of here, and leave town.

Maybe ill find someone if I do that.

Maybe...

Hopefully..

"Are you okay?" I heard a voice say.

It was Andrew. I lifed my head up and nodded.

"You know, you've been asleep for three hours." He continued.

Really? I was asleep for that long? I dont even remember falling asleep.

"Oh." I said in a quiet voice.

"Would you like to come with me to get something to drink?"

"Yeah, sure." I slowly got up and walked with him out the door.

"Where are you guys going?" The teacher snapped.

"To get something to drink. Its lunch time, we need something to wash our food down." Andrew said.

"Okay, fine. Heres the key to the vending machine in the cafeteria. Only take what you need." He handed Andrew the key.

"Thanks." Andrew said.

We both turned and walked to the cafeteria.

"So, I have a question. Why dont you ever talk?" Andrew asked me.

"I dont know." I said in a quiet voice.

"I mean, theres nothing to be silent about." He said.

"I know. Its just. I dont know." I sighed.

I actaully felt like a normal person around Andrew, even though I didnt really know him.

He smiled at me, "Well, I think you should come out of your shell and talk more."

Do, you think I should? Maybe if I get to know him, he might like me back.. He's so cute.

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