A/N Hey guys I know Sierra is not the same age as the boys but in this story she is going to be 16 happy reading :)
Sierrra's POV
I was sitting in my hotel room. Thinking.In one swift motion I could be gone. No one would miss me. Not Jacob.Not Matt.None of the Magcon crew.Not even my parents and definitely no one at school.Everyone hates me.What is the point in living when the only thing you want is not live.I hate my life so much. People say "Look at the suicidal girl. Why don't you die already." The worst thing yet.No one sticks up for me. No one knows about the bullying.So I can't do anything but slowly die inside but still smile on the out.To almost everybody but kids at my school I am the girl that never stops smiling. I am kind to everyone. The saddest people are the kindest because they know how it feels to be unwanted and useless. I can't live through this anymore. There is nothing left to do except two things. Write the letters. Do the killing.Who am I you ask?I am Sierra Whitesides and I am slowly getting pulled under.
