-Tess' P.O.V.- *7:10 AM*
Okay first day, New School. Do I have my schedule? Its in my back back. What is wrong with me. I'm nervous. What if nobody likes me. Of course nobody will. I'm a nerd. And not in the good way. I'm gonna get bullied like at my old school. I just know it. Hopefully there is a nice person there. I'm not gonna get my hopes up though it never ends in a good way.
My name is Tess and I'm in the 7th grade. I'm starting my new school, Harvard Middle School at 8 o clock, in California and I am scared. At one of my old schools I was the 'strange girl' who didn't have friends. People think that I'm some weird girl who is all about books and is anti-social. But I'm so much more than that. I am a girl who loves to be around people, and wants somebody to talk to. I'm extreamly suicidal. I've tried to commit various times.
When I was in kindergarten I met my best friend, Jemma, and we have been besties ever since. She moved away and so did I. We lived in South Dakota. She moved to Utah. We rarely talk but we are still best friends. In first grade a boy named Hector always tortured me, this was after we had moved to Cali. He had always threatened me, I received death threats from him. His parents never punished him. Neither did the school. I changed schools in second grade. He followed me. Then a girl named Tiffany started to be rude to me. They always made of me. Then every year after that up until now I've had at least 4 bullies. I really with I could fit in. Hopefully it will be different now. Maybe I'll even find somebody nice. Who knows.
"Tess get down here!! Your gonna be late!!!!" My mom shouted from the living room. My room is the attic. I enjoy it except for the fact you loose track of time.
"Coming mom! Sorry!" Yay time to go to school. (Said sarcasticly)
I went downstairs and there was my mom. Holding a packed lunch. Probably the same thing- a peanut butter and grape jam sandwich with potato chips, original. Some kind of drink and a note. Like always.
I took my bag from her hands and she kissed my forehead.
"Mom I'm gonna go to my bus now. I love you."
"Have a good day Tess."
"Byeeee"
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The Seperation.
General FictionBlake and Tess were best friends. They helped each other through everything. Tess had lived a very hard life. She was bullied for being to fat and too crazy. Blake was one of the most popular guys in school. This is the story of how they met and th...
