"That" girl

Chapter 5

High school hallways are like a rushing stream of salmon. You have to quickly merge wherever there's space, and escape before you are pushed away from the exit. Navigating school halls full of people is harder than driving in traffic.

I'm in the middle of the hall on my way to my locker when I realize what's next.

Gym.

Ew. The class full of sweaty teenagers running in a hot room. Our gym was fairly large, and unfortunately my all-girls class had to play this game with the boys. After I changed into my uniform and got back to the gym, the teachers began to explain the rules of No Home Kickball again for about the millionth time that year. Basically, you kick and run, and you just keep running.

We started the game, and I promptly proceed to walk to a far corner and hide behind some tall athletic people. This way, if the ball comes in my direction, there are people to catch it so I don't have to.

Gym class drags by, and thankfully, nobody got mad at me for just standing in a corner. Well, they probably did, but they didn't outwardly express it.

I changed quickly and went over to my locker to grab my lunch bag for the next period. I also bring a book to read when I'm all alone at the table. Most people think I'm weird, but my opinion is that I am perfectly content alone.

I am perfectly content alone.

It made me think that I will never have any friends, and that is probably true. I eat my barely-lunch and start to read, loosing myself in the words and the well written storyline.

Slowly, I begin to drown out the voices around me in order to focus solely on my book. I get some weird looks from people, but by now, I'm used to it.

I sink into my favorite world; the fictional one.