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"It's okay, shhh...it's okay. Don't cry" I whispered to myself. Trying to calm down. But to no avail. It only seemed to make it worse. I was alone. Alone in this dreadful place. Nothing could help me feel better. Not right now. Why? Why didn't I notice this before? I repeated that question in my mind a thousand times.
~Yesterday~
I had been in art class with someone who I trusted enough to call "my friend". I confided in them how I felt and why I felt that way. They only blamed me. Calling me an "outcast". I couldn't blame her for calling me that. I indeed was an outcast. I didn't talk, I dressed "weird" and I just didn't fit in. I was invisible. Just like a ghost.
I tried to fight back the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. I failed. I put my head down. Tears slowly sliding down my cheeks. Hiding them from her. Since I was too afraid...afraid that she would call something much worse than outcast. I knew she wouldn't understand. She was the popular one. She was no longer a friend in my eyes. She was the enemy.
To my relief the bell rung. Signaling that it was time to go to my next period. Physics. Great. More stress and depression for me. In that class, no one talks to me. They just stare as I fidget in my seat. Looking down at my hands like they are the most amazing thing.
Instead of going to class though. I skipped. Yes, I Hinata Hyuuga skipped a class. I couldn't handle being in that class right now. I quickly made my way to the library. As soon as I entered I was met by the librarian. She wasn't the nicest of people here but there wasn't many here. Only a few of the teachers and the few friends I have. "How may I help you, Hyuuga?" She sneered my name. I came up with a reply "I'm looking for books for a research project." "Alright then." she replied and went back to filling out paperwork. I walked away before she could ask anymore questions. As I was walking away I searched the library hoping to find one of my friends. As I passed a book shelf I spotted Kiba, he's been my friend since elementary. Relieved I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding and sat beside Kiba on the floor. Leaning against the shelf.
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