He & She

No one knows how it feels to wake up being me. Everyone just thinks that since they've had bad experiences that they know how I feel. They don't know how it feels to wake up in my house. It's terrible. I'm not safe. I look up from my table, "my" meaning that I sit alone with my 3 friends. Apparently I'm too weird or uncool for everyone. Just because I didn't wear the in style clothes, and slutty outfits. I have the cafeteria split into sections. We have 3 rows of tables. There's 6 tables in each row. On the top left table we have the nerds. Always talking about video games, and are those one people that need to shave; never get through puberty. In the middle we have the jocks- In simpler words, the populars. Jessy, Ellie, Brenna, Cassidy, and Aisling. Those are the cheerleaders, which obviously dated the football players. But then there's me. I'm at a table by myself. Reading my books. Writing All the time. Just blocking everybody out of my life. But then it all changed.