just for class [c.h]

just for class ~ prologue

"Here comes Art Girl." Someone sneered in the hallway.

"I heard she draws her friends." Another person laughed.

I huffed and walked through the crowds of people laughing and shouting at me. Everyday. Everday they reminded me that I was an outsider in their perfect world. But what even made me an outsider? Why won't anyone tell me what I'm doing wrong?