13 reasons why [completed]

chapter 8;

i don't want to do this anymore. i don't want to suffer anymore. but maybe i'll work it out? who knows. life is always unexpected, full of everyday surprises. it's unfair. unfair how some people struggle more than others. actually i probably have said that already, but who cares, it's the truth. and now, new school. again the same will happen. i just wish i could be home schooled. then i wouldn't be alone all the time. i mean i would be alone at home, but not alone when many people are around me. and... shit i will be late. i fast took my books and put them in my backpack as fast as possible. i was already dressed and just fastly put on my sneakers and ran out. i didn't even say bye to dad, and i don't want to. luckily, the school wasn't that far away, so i could walk to it. it was bigger than my old one. i swallowed hard, then walked in. i got few stares, like always. i shook my head and walked to class, trying not to show how i'm dying inside. i guess i'm good at it, maybe i should become an actor haha. i should stay positive. or try. the only free seat was next to a boy, who, looking friendly, showed me to sit next to him. i smiled thankfully and sat there. "i'm lucas" the boy said. "i'm marcus" i simply replied. he nodded and looked at the board. ugh this is so awkward. the teacher came in and everyone stayed quiet. "today we have a new student, introduce yourself" he said and pointed at me. i was shocked. my hands started sweating. i stood up stand said "i'm marcus and i moved from trofors here yesterday. i love to play football and sing" i said nervously, hoping that that they won't all laugh. "hi marcus" they all said, some annoyed, some friendly. i sat again and saw a blonde girl staring at me with that evil smirk. i knew this won't end good.
eighth reason: new school.