That's the problem

First day of middle school. I should be excited right? Well guess what,  I'm not! I am so not ready for this, and I have only 1 friend. Litterally 1 friend. Her name is Nickky and she's the prettiest girl in school. Why does she hang out with me you ask? To tell you the truth, I have no idea. My name is Anna, and I'm the middle school reject. I wear normal stuff, like sweats, tee shirts, and sneakers. What's the problem with that to other people? Everything.

"Anna let's go, you're going to be late for you're first day of middle school!" Mom shouts. "I told you already I dont care if I'm late or not!" I shouted back. "I'm leaving now. It's either you're coming with me or you're not!" My mom said angrily.  "Gosh I'm here." I snap back at her. "Good now let's go." She says.