I give up... (Open)

It was my 12th day at this stupid school, and like usual I still hadn't managed to fit in... but then again I never fit in anywhere. I'd completely given up, the only person that liked me was Beth and I hadn't seen her in a while. I sighed as I made my way down the corridoors and entered English, last one of corse... but I'd gone for a whole new approach now. I had a dark black hoodie on with the hood up and my ipod in my pocket cranked up on high. The teacher still wasn't here yet, probably somewhere crying his life was so messed up... well it seemed like it was. I walked sluggishly to the back of the class room and my seat in the corner in the dark. Which I found quite good, because no-one sat next to me.

I wandered into English after a week of being sick. We never did find out what it was but it was kindof like flu except magnified. I threw a smile at Tabia before sitting down in my usual place. I was so tired. I'd had no sleep for the past three nights. So I wore shades so that I could take a nap during English.

I smiled as soon as Beth walked through the door. I had no idea why she'd been away but I didn't care, she was back now. I could stop being so deppressed, looking like a loner and start being normal again.