Finally lunch time. I know that lunch isn't always the best but i love it. I make sure i have my I.D card before getting up to leave for lunch. yup i got it. I get up and write myself a pass to come upstairs to my english teacher's class. He lets me come up here because he thinks i need to work on stuff. The truth is that I feel like everyone is looking at me because I'm not like them. I always wear sweaters that are too big for me and I barley talk and when i do talk it's always about stupid shit that nobody cares about so why bother. I go down the stairs to lunch, get in line, get the nomal which is pizza, get my juice, and leave as quick as i can. Joan looks at me like somethings wrong and i look back but look down because i see other girls looking at me. I run up the stairs and go into the classroom relieved that I'm finally there. I plug in my headphones and put my music on full blast. I start to eat but stop as i get to that song. This song in particualar is a song that i used to listen to with my mom before things went bad with my mom and dad.... Back when we were happy. I can feel my eyes start to water at those fucking memories. " Shit lunch is already over"! I think outloud. I qiuckly go a dump my tray and go to my normal seat then they all start to pile in. One by one each of my classmates are red and tired from being outside while I'm in here doing nothing but being a total loser. Joan comes up to me and say's " Why did you lave the lunchroom"? " I um had some work I needed to catch up on so I came up for lunch" I replied with a smile. " Oh okay because you seemed kinda sad" He said. " Um no I wasn't sad I was just in a hurry because the work is like super important to my grade" I qiuckly said with a small smile. " Oh okay well I guess I'll talk to you later then or something" he sadi kinda confused. " Yea sure okay well um bye I guss" I replied with a small laugh. He went to his desk and I went to mine. Just a few more hours till I can leave.
A/N I hope people are still reading my really confusing story and even though it doesnt make that much sense it will get better so um yea - Awkward Turtle
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