Hey Everyone! So people have been telling me to continue writing. I know I'm not good but I figured that I could at least have some fun writing down my thoughts and stuff. So here is an idea I had... I'm pretty sure it's really bad but I don't know *Shrug* Let me know what you guys think! (PS I will be making up characters and using random names)

Rachel POV

Sometimes, I just contemplate life. Weird thought I know, but what is life when everyone around you hates you. At least, that's how I thought. Let me explain something, I hate reality. I always thought that maybe if I read enough reality would no longer exist. Oh, how I wish I was right. Let me tell you about myself, I am Rachel Harold. I am 15 years old and a junior in high school. I skipped a grade. I am the youngest in my classes, I have no friends, and I am not athletic. I read, write, and can do so for hours. I can kinda draw but not very well. However, you are not here to read me go on and on about my interests, you are here for a story and OH BOY do I have a good one to tell. It all started with a single sentence.

"Ms. Harold, Please stop reading in class. You may be smart and sitting in the back of the room but I can still see you." My teacher, Mr. Shehan said. He hates me, because I don't pay any attention to him and still have a perfect GPA.

"Sorry sir, but it's a very good book and this is a very bad class." I reply and he starts going red in the face.

"To the office, Ms. Harold. NOW." He said very sternly. I don't know why I was getting in trouble for reading during my Reading class. I sigh and pick up my stuff to walk out. The second I walk out the door, I put my head down and hunch my shoulders. I don't like being the center of attention and I hate when all eyes are on me. I try to act tough in front of the other students, head up and eyes straight ahead, I can't show that I am terrified. As I walk to the office, not paying any attention to my surroundings, I suddenly run into something or rather someone. I am on the ground before I realize it.

"OH, I am so sorry. I am new here and I-"

"AH, SORRY. I am so clumsy and I wasn't paying any-"

We start talking at the same time and they were helping me pick up my books, since they had gone flying. When I looked up I saw someone I had hoped I would never see again. I immediately put my head down and say sorry and run off. I can't believe that he is here. When I was little and my mom was still alive, we would go to a small country town in the middle of nowhere. I was on the swim team there and that was the only sport that I have ever done. I had only one friend, Kadin. He was the only one who didn't treat me like dirt just because I came from the city. When my mom died during the winter, we stopped going. I hadn't seen him since, until, apparently, now. God, I hope he doesn't remember me.

So, I'm not sure about this idea but I was in math class today and we were just reviewing and I'm already ahead so I just wrote this. I know this sounds like a really bad story, but if anyone likes it, let me know and I might continue it. I'm still not sure how I feel about it and I'm not quite sure where I wanna go with it. Let me know please! I love to hear how people feel about my ideas! I put this under Greek Mythology because if I continue, I kinda wanna make it go into that direction with monsters and such. I'm kinda thinking her and Kadin are going to travel into a book. Let me know what you think of that idea.

~Rain