I walk down the hall,
my head down, staring at my sneakers.
As I reach my locker my anger grows,
from the taunts and snickers.
I open my locker, putting my books in.
After slamming it loudly, i see
her. she's beautiful.
"Can you show me where room
208 is?" she looks up from her schedule, smiling.
I nod. But then I whisper,
"I'm the weird kid of the school, i
don't want you to get hurt." I frown.
"Oh, well that makes me a weird kid too." As those words slip from her parted lips.
I smile for the first time in years.
I finally had a friend.
