Underlooked.

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I opened my eyes when I heard my alarm. God that thing is annoying. when I finished getting ready I rush to get in the car.We reached our sucky destination.school.crap. I usualy get to school pretty early because my mom has to be at work early. It's quite. Very peaceful in the small band practice room I was in. when I realized what I had forgotten to do this morning I began to panic. I forgot to take my anxiety meds. But thank god I had my rescue remedies in my backpack. they taste terrible but it works so its worth it.My mom buys them at sproughts. I think I've tried every single anxiety and antidepression medicin they sell. We couldn't afford to try any more.so we stick to some pills that smell like poop and rescue remedies that dont taste any better but yah know you take what you get. I here the bell ring for 1st period. I start walking over to my locker and my wrists were iching so much. I pulled my sleeves down past the middle of my hand. I start to put in my locker combo and as I open my locker I see a boy from science and he immediately shut my lock as soon I opened it then walked off. God hes such a douche. doesn't he have anything better to do. I snap back into focus and head to 1st period. when we are changing back into our clothes from gym im still in my gym shorts and a school tshirt looking for my cloths. they were in my locker and now I can't find them when I look up and see a pair of black skinny jeans and a band tshirt laying ontop of the tall gym lockers.those where mine. I couldn't reach them even when I stould on the bench. holy crap this was embarassing. as I attempt to grasp the cloths with my middle and index finger I hear giggling from behind me. there were a group of girls staring and laghing a me. all four of them just pointed and laughed. crystal, madison, trinity, and jillian were pretty much the she bitches of the school. they think they are better than me just because they have money and are spoiled rotten. they have better clothes and as they say a better looking face than me. I try to ignore them and still reached for my jeans and shirt when one of the girls jerked me down off of the bench and grabbed my clothes. "put my clothes down". "who said I have to listen to someone like you." she snorted back. "seriously give them back." I can't believe they are doing this. "you want them? come and get them " she said with that familier shedemon smirk.

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