It's the first day of school. New school, new beginning, new me. I've changed so much over the year. My parents always told me that people change and friends drift, but i never really believed them. Last year I started school with friends. People called me popular, but i didn't see it nor did I label myself. I just thought of myself as my own person. Towards the end of the year i got less and less outgoing and got more and more shy. I lost my friends and made one new one. Claire....she's my bestfriend, my only friend. She was the only one who stuck around after everything. She dealt with me at my worst, she knew me better than i knew myself. Claire is a friend that i don't want too loose and i am hoping that it doesn't happen. I don't trust anyone but her. This whole journaling thing is new for me, but my counselor said that writing things down might help me instead of breaking down in the middle of class or anywhere for that matter. Anyway before i have to go to class i want this year too be better. I'm hoping to make new friends but not getting close i don't need too get close to someone who will probably leave in the end. I'm hoping to get good grades too, better than last year anyway. Well i gotta catch the bus so i'll "write you later" ;) haha i am so dumb...
Sincerely. Madi"
I've arrived at school, and I walk up to Freshmen Academy looking for my classes and looking for Claire. I couldn't find her, but I went and found my first class. It was a small, hot and crowded classroom. People kept on bumping into me which became quite annoying. I go to my locker and grab my Algebra book and whip out my phone to text Claire:
Claire<3: "Where are you? I'm standing out here alone looking like a loser xc."
Madi<3: "I'm coming, I will be there in a minute."
There was a boy standing next to the teacher while he gave me a dirty look. "No phones in class." He says. I freeze and stare at him holding my phone. He tells me to text my boyfriend later. I look down and say "It's not my boyfriend." My teacher smiles and the boy says "Oh, I'm sorry. Go and tell your Mommy goodbye." I tell him it isn't her either as I gather my things and move to the back of the class. His words circling on repeat in the back of my brain. "text your mommy goodbye I suddenly fall into a flashback.
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Morgan laughs and I laugh with her. Jax gets back up on the swing pouting. "Who Is that?" Morgan asks, I stare at the lady walking towards us. She is tall, with her hair tied back in a ponytail and glasses resting on her face. She looks familiar. When the lady gets up close she asks "Are either of you Shelby?" I know that voice. I know It's her...
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A tear falls from my cheek as I quickly wipe it away. I hate crying in front of people. I hate all of the attention it brings. Claire walks in and sits behind me. I ask her what took so long and she says "Well, I wanted to look cute and so I had to do my wing. Claire is pretty with and without makeup. She is wearing a red flannel with a white tank top and light blue jeans with holes in the knees. She looked good, meanwhile I looked like a freak. I think to myself about how I wanted to be like her.. but I just couldn't. I'm wearing a black t-shirt that says "In memory of when I cared", black ripped jeans with converse. I had blue hair with a scene haircut and had thick eyeliner drawn on my eyelids. The teacher walks in and says "Hi class! I'm Ms. S!" she continues to talk and take attendance. She goes through everyone's name and gets to mine. "Madison?" I raised my hand and say "Mad." She looks at me and says, "You don't look like a Madi." I nod and put my head down on the desk once I notice everyone staring.
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Non-Fiction"It's the first day of school. New school, new beginning, new me. I've changed so much over the year. My parents always told me that people change and friends drift, but i never really believed them. Last year I started school with friends. People c...
