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Chapter 1
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being labeled as the new girl
isn't exactly fun
everybody's stares seem to follow you
its tempting to just run
run away from all the judgment
run away from their hateful eye
but I can't exactly do that
so all I can do is sigh
a girl with light hair
and pale skin sat next to me
her eyes were a stark blue
and she had glasses over them to help her see
she said hi and I learned her name
Rosaline, a name of a girl with a shy smile who doesn't seem like she wants to offend
I had to remember, I couldn't forget
she seemed nice and I hoped for a friend
I'd always struggled having friends before
too many complications, too much drama
but Rosaline seemed different
a nice girl, someone who would be liked by Mama
she said she had to go
but not before she invited me to lunch
I gladly accepted
and before she left she said she had a hunch
"we're going to be good friends"
she stated with a smile
I agreed and she left
I wish she could've stayed for a longer while
her voice relaxed me
I wasn't so worried now about being new
the bell rang
now I'm afraid that last statement wasn't true
worry swirled in my belly as I walked down the halls
a guy that had been starting at me walked up to me
he finally grew some balls
he said his name was Shaun and invited me to a party
I said yes, he nodded his head, and quicky departed
I opened the door to my first period class
quickly realizing that class had already started
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