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one week later

it is now monday. which means we have school. which means i'm gonna spend another lunch in the library because i have no friends. fun.

i wasn't trying to impress anybody at school so i put on a pair of black jeans, a white t-shirt, and my white converse. i pulled a grey hoodie over my head and went to my bathroom.

i don't like to take showers in the morning so i always take one the night before. i brushed my hair and put it up in a ponytail.

i grabbed my backpack, which so happens to also be black, and hurried down the stairs. i found zach already eating breakfast at the table, stuffing his face with cereal. "good morning" i greeted him and my mom.

"good morning sweetie. can you pick up zach after school again? i have to stay late at work" she asked. i felt bad for my mom, she always worked so hard but never got recognized for it.

"sorry i can't. i have swim practice." i reminded her. zach gave me on of those 'not again!' looks. "sorry" i told him.

"i guess you're just gonna have to walk home honey," he turned to zach. she grabbed her bag, and gave us both a kiss on the cheek. "have a good day" she then walked out the door and left for work.

8:20

i dropped zach off at his first period class. i still had 10 minutes to get to mine, which i was not pumped about. i parked my car and walked into school. i got a lot of stares, and i would occasionally see people start whispering as i walked past them. i don't know what their problem was with me, i never did anything to them.

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