I was different.
I was lonely.
No friends.
I had my cat.
My family died.
Shhh.
I tell everyone we're fine.
I go to school, 4/5 days of the week, sometimes I don't have the courage to go.
But there is a boy.
Alex.
Pure heaven.
He treats everyone nicely, if I wasn't so unpopular he would talk to me and be nice to me.
-school, Monday-
I open my eyes, crusty, I couldn't sleep at all. I eat breakfast, so a half a bagel, I need to save food for when it matters.
I'm in a pair of ripped jeans and a sweatshirt I stole, that's how I get clothes, I'm a pro thief.
I stand at the bus stop, alone.
I board the bus,alone. Okay tbh I do EVERYTHING alone. I steal alone, eat alone, and I live my life alone. When I'm on the bus I look put the foggy windows, I draw a sad face.
I hear lots of kids behind me laughing, they're laughing at some girl, Japheth name is Jess, I think, she is nice, not too pretty, nice though.
For the rest of the bus ride I listened to the kids behind me, they were talking about some anime, but I didn't understand half the things they were saying anyway.
In the seat right in front of me sat Alex, I had to stay calm, he was the only boy I'd ever crushed on, I feel like he would be there for me when I was sad.
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Authors notes:
Hey it Chelsea, umm so comment any time or anywhere if you have an idea for this story, so ya hope you enjoy
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