Character descriptions:
Michelle - a girl with either a smile or a straight face. Asian with glasses, with straightened very dark brown hair about up to below her chest, dark brown eyes, little bit on the shorter and smaller side in her age. Also one of the skinny ones.
May - a girl who seems to be laughing a lot and fully expresses her emotions with her face. Also Asian with glasses too with black hair down to her shoulders, brown eyes, and and average height and a bit on the dumpy side.
Thea - a haole (I'm Asian so I tend to say that and it isn't a bad word for Caucasians so don't mistaken it as that) and covered in freckles, with blond curly hair, blue-green eyes and on the taller side for her age and average weight.
Barbara - identical to Thea except slightly shorter.
Kayli - another haole with dirty blond hair and brown eyes. On the tall and kind of dumpy side.
Julia - Asian with straight black hair down to a little below her shoulders and dark brown eyes. She is average size for her age.
Clara - haole with straight hair up to her shoulders dyed pink with blue-green eyes. On the large side of her age.
Mayli - Polynesian girl with wavy brown hair that is always up in a ponytail, brown eyes. A little taller and slightly skinnier for her age.
Hanabi - haole with curly blond hair going down to her below her chest, with blue eyes. Tall and average size for her age.Michelle pov
In total darkness. Nowhere to go, no one to trust or tell. Everything silent, everything dark. Nothing changed ever in the darkness, just a regular noisy yelling jabbing at my ears getting to my head, leaving me with a headache. I lived with my mom, dad, and little brother Martin. Like being in a box. With no way out.The same two words I hear every day and pointing at me. "YOUR FAULT, YOUR FAULT, YOUR FAULT!" My fault that my mom is mad, my fault that my mom is mad at my dad, my fault that my dad is tired, my fault that my brother got hurt, my fault that my friends are rivals and ect.
I was never religious so I never had God to turn to, but sometimes I will put up my hands and shout to heavens, "Why is every thing my fault, WHY?" Nothing ever happened.
New school, new teachers really, nothing happens. I got into middle school, nothing changed. Same as always trying my best, never getting a satisfactory grade average. Making new friends, but never going deep into a friendship, afraid of what might happen if I did that. My friends also depend on me so even if I don't really like a friend anymore, I cannot ever be in the state to tell them that I really can't be their friend anymore. Depending on me, another thing that keeps pointing at me, depending on me to help with math homework, depending on me to tell them what homework is, depending on me to solve rivalry problems ect. Another role that I have to play that everything is on me.
I joined a "table" that one of my friends invited me to one day. It was just a group of friends that always hung out and ate lunch at the same picnic table with the same people. The table consisted of nine people including me at the time. That is where I met a bunch of the weirdest people in the whole entire world! I knew my friend, my best friend from fourth grade, and two other friends from fifth grade. There was my best friend, Julia, and the twin girls, my friends from fifth grade Thea, and Barbara, and the friend that invited me, Clara. There was also four more people I didn't really know. Hanabi, May, Mayli and Kayli. They were incredibly weird. Well, I thought so at that time. All my years in that dark box made me too serious. I smiled while hiding my emotions of sorrow and loneliness inside. Not loneliness that everyone knows, the loneliness that eats at you no matter how many friends you have. I had many but that loneliness that none of my friends knew about kept eating away at me from the inside.
All my heart ever held, was sorrow, loneliness, darkness, and depression. In didn't know what it was like to always be happy, or be completely happy for one day without dreading to go home, to go back into the torture of the box. The yelling jabbing at my ears threatening me to get me deaf.
The new people, or the people I didn't know at the table had a food fight, told weird jokes and said weird things. I never thought that I would ever be friends with any of them.
May pov
The new girl seemed so straight-faced. I thought maybe I'll try talk to her. She didn't seem in a comfortable state. She had been in my home room but we never really talked much at all. I thought maybe give her some time and space and try. Be her friend when she gets used to it here. It can get kind of crazy.Thea pov
I made conversation with Michelle and Julia I could tell they really didn't know much and might be in an uncomfortable state. Barbara tried to help too trying to talk about how we missed elementary school and how weird it is to be the youngest in the school. We knew Clara had invited them and we were fine with it. We made up with Julia (we had been arch enemies the year before) and tried to help them out. I think Julia's fine but Michelle seems a little uncomfortable and that is a little strange for her. Usually she can make friends fast maybe something is going on. That is ok. Once she ready she can make new friends.Kayli pov
I have no idea why Clara invited those two girls. They seem so stupid. One is like a mute and the other is the total opposite. A chatterbox that never stops talking about her home country the stupid Japan. Well I hope they would just leave me alone because they will totally hurt my reputation.Hanabi pov
I just moved here and everybody here doesn't like me. Like the two girls that came to my friends table today I only have a few friends. One of the new girls who seems like a mute is in my band class. I like band I am a flute but I don't like it here so I want to move. I have told my parents I want to move but I don't know when we are actually going to. I have moved all my life I am part of a military family. But the sixth grade is almost over and I want to leave already!Hey people! This book is one of my favorites! It's about my best friend and what went on, going on, and might happen in the future of our friendship. There might be an end to this story, but there will never be one in our friendship. And if you know me or my friend or if you are my friend, please don't freak out because I used different names for everybody, even myself as to not giving away anybody's identity. So ya and keep reading! And give me feedback!
Also this book is dedicated to my friend who is one of the main characters in this book but I won't actually dedicate it to her because it would not be respectful to her or her identity if she does not want it revealed and PM me comments if you know who it is and want to say her name.
Thanx,
~ Kohaku✌️
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