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， no students were here at school with me. It gave me time to think. To read through my class notes. It gave

rs I stayed at the orphanage， the caretakers， refused to speak about my parents. It wasn“t until I did my own r

mention a bystander. A bystander that save my life when no

rst students began to walk into the classroom.

s day， I don“t know how these students found out about my past， but they have used it to

er how many times I was sent to the nurses office with bruises on my body or cuts

n. A fresh start so to say. But it was still seven months down

indows. It was turning into a really dreary and cold day. Thankfully， I remem

ultiple sayings on them. The one today said， “Do Not Disturb. Already Quite Disturbed.“ It was a white shirt with black writing. "Morning." He said with a sm

the windows with his right hand. "We have a ray of sunshine.

t would just be another student who either completely ignores my presences， or j

. Then I could be where I actually wanted to be. At work. Even though my school life is completely undesirable， my work on t

. That doesn“t bode well for me. They tend to want popularity a little more than their opposing gender. "Class

past her breasts. The dark eyeliner that accentuated her eyes. It wasn“t enough to be considered emo but

eavenly. And now listen to me. I sound like a hopeless romantic. I shouldn“t get my hopes up. It always comes crashing down. My years in the orphanage taught me

in my mind. Why would he put her next to me? Why can“t he just put her with the rest of the snobby uptight girls in this class

wore a black long sleeve buttoned up collared shirt that was rolled up to her elbows. He

my gaze down to my essay before quickly switching for the rainy view out the window. I tried to

her chair crossing her arms in from of her chest. I watched as she took quick glances in my my direction. I was beginnin

much time had passed. I was just content in seeing her reflection. I quickly picked up my books and bag， making

ink of the beautiful redhead who sat next to me. Just as I closed my lock

nto a ponytail and hung down the center of her back. One could say she was the Queen of the school. The most popular girl who just so happened to finish off the cliche of being the captain of the cheerleader. "I

t if I attempt to fight back， more will follow. Although I am used to the beatings， it really began to hinder my day to day life. When

ting to the inevitable crowds that have gathered， I

To my surprise there weren“t any other inciden

er with sloppy fries. I made my over to the table in the back where oddly enough， no one ever sits at. I think

her excessive make up. She punched Mark， the football team“s quarterback and captain， when he asked her out and grabbed her ass. He also just so happens to b

ide in front of me. I looked up from the cheese burger in my ha

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