Two different people

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Amelia's POV I walk into class and sit where I usually sit near my friends "OMG bestie! Why aren't you wearing your mini skirt?! We all agreed to wear it today" She said with a surprised face. "Oh, just want feeling it" I said with a slight smile "Oh it's okay! Just make sure to wear it next time. Don't want anyone to think you are a girl like her" She said pointing to the girl in the back of the classroom while giggling quietly. Luna Brown. A girl that just hides herself away from the world. Wears baggy clothes and stays quiet. My friends always try to make her life a living hell because she 'doesn't fit in this school'. They've luckily never touch her but they verbally abuse her. I know I should say something when stuff like that happens, but I'm honestly so used to fitting in that I would hate to lose it. "Yeah" I mumbled underneath my breath while putting my bookbag down "Okay class! I know it's a Monday and majority if y'all don't feel like doing the math book alone, so how about we get in a group?" The teacher asks. He is right. None of us are wanting to do that by ourselves. Who would? "Omg, that way I can show y'all who I had fun with last night" Grace said Grace Smith. The most popular girl in school. Mess up her clothes and she will scream. Get in her way and she will shove you. Try to take who she's going after and she will expose your insecurities. No one messes with her. Only to become her friend and to get on her good side. She comes from a rich family, so if you don't look good then she won't even breath the same air as you. I on the other hand come from a more average family. Not poor, but not rich. I get what I need and want. "You make all go find y'all's places to work" The teacher said Me and the girls got up and went to one of the back tables so the teacher couldn't hear our conversation. As I sit down I notice I'm close to Luna. She had her head laid down on her arms while having her hoodie over her head. You can tell she's just trying to avoid us. No one ever wants to be around her because they know Grace doesn't like her and they all want to please her. "Mrs brown, how about you go work with these lovely girls?" He says pointing at us We all turn to Luna and she put her head up a little bit "No thanks" She said putting her head back down "Okay this time I'm telling you not asking" His tone got more serious which had everyone in the class turn back. She sighed and got out of her chair, grabbed her things then pulled a chair beside me but pulled it over so she won't be close to me. "Oh great. The dirty w***e has to be at the same table as us" Thats Aria Jones. In popularity she comes after Grace and then there's me. She caught Luna glancing at her boyfriend at the time, so she embarrassed her Infront of the whole class and started to call her a w***e ever since. Luna just turned the other way and ignored her. "I'm talking to you b***h" Aria said, rasing out of her seat a little just to get closer to Luna I saw Luna's fear in her eyes and could hear her breathing become heavier and for some reason I felt fear too. Maybe it was radiating off of her. I saw Aria's hand go up and that's when I found my hand going up too. Right before she could reach Luna's face I grabbed her arm to stop her. The girls looked at me in shock. I couldn't find the right words to say. "It's not worth it. You should know that by now" I said rolling my eyes. I sat down and looked at Luna playing with her fingers in her lap. Why did I say that? It makes me sound just as bad. Maybe she got the hint that I was trying to help her. I sighed and got up. "I have to use the bathroom" I say walking out of the door. I walk down the hall and in the bathroom. I go to the sink and turn the water in then wash my face. I stand there standing at the sink for some time. I stood there longer then I thought, because that's when I heard the bell ring. I hurried back to the classroom to collect my stuff. I went in the classroom and quickly grabbed my stuff, noticing everyone had already left. Luna's POV I hurried to my class so knowing got a chance to say something to me. I am used to all the comments people give to me by now. Grace and her group has made it that way. Everyone wanting to impress her. I don't know what I done to make them hate me, but one time I was looking at the teacher who was standing in front of her boyfriend, so she thought I was looking at her boyfriend. I got to my class and opened my door. Everyone was seated and talking to their friends and I went to my normal seating in the back and pulled out my notebook to draw. Drawing is my escape from this cruel world. I feel so alone. I don't got anyone to lean on. My parents are always focused on my younger siblings and I have no friends. I can't let my emotions show. That will just give people more power The rest of class rent by pretty fast without me being bothered. People in this class don't normally bother me, but they won't sit close to me or work with me. The bell rang and I gathered all my stuff and put it in my bookbag. It was time for lunch. I never get lunch, I just pack something at home. I go through the hall and behind the school building without anyone noticing and sat all my things down and sat down against the brick wall and pulled out my food.
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