Day 1

When she walks to school everyday, she's excited for school. But after 1st period, she dreads walking to 2nd. Why? She doesn't fit in. The odd one out. The one no one talks to. The one people ignore and pretend she doesn't exist. Exactly the same in 4th. She sits in her seat and pretends to work; to hide the truth that, once again, she doesn't fit in. I want to go up to her and ask her what's wrong. I want to find out what's bothering her. But I can't. She looks like she bottles everything up in a jar, and holds it in. And it looks like it's about to burst.