My name is Imogen Moreno and I am not like most girls at my school. Degrassi is some sort of vortex for drama... there are break ups, love triangles and other more seriously insane situations.
I try to be apart of things at school but everyone already has their own cliches. I tend to get pushed to the side and forgotten when people are done with me. That's probably why I am eating lunch alone, like any other day, and thinking about my life. I feel like no one would really care if I disappeared. Sometimes I fantasize about doing just that... disappearing. It's my senior year of high school and I have no real friends, I've never had a real friend. My family doesn't understand me and I don't think they even want to.
Eli Goldsworthy attempts to be my friend but I know he's just trying to atone for the way he treated me last year. Bianca DeSousa tried to be my friend for a while but once things got better for her, she ditched me for the Torres brothers. I have an adversary, her name is Clare Edwards. It's not her fault that things are strained between us. As always, it's my fault because I went to extremes to keep her and Eli apart. We probably could have been friends. I guess I'll only ever have my twitter and tumblr followers.
Recently I find myself intrigued by Jake Martin. He is a tall, charming senior... and he also happens to be Clare's ex and stepbrother. They broke up early this year and she managed to get back together with Eli shortly after. I know Jake is off limits because of his connection to Clare and Eli but I can't help admiring him from afar. He likes chicken to an almost alarming degree, his red truck always manages to draw attention to his arrival and his blue eyes are heightened by the shirt seniors are forced to wear. He has an easy going air to him that others seem to be drawn to. I have to stop studying him.
I know people avoid me because they don't know me, not that they try to get to know me, but I highly doubt Jake Martin of all people would want me. As a friend... or something. Nobody wants me. They all think I am some sort of freak so they avoid me and gossip about me behind my back. It hurts that no one take the time to get to know me but they have no problem trashing me when they think I can't hear them. I'd like to think Jake Martin isn't one of the people that bag on me but I wouldn't blame him, he had a front row seat to my craziness with Eclare last year. I need to stop thinking about him and his dreamy smirk.
Maybe I should get out of my comfort zone and approach him. What's the worst that could happen? I am already a social pariah. I just have to get the guts to approach him. I have to be confident like Wonder Woman and attempt to talk to Jake Martin. I am doomed. I am just going to stick to myself and over think everything. I'll be fine... I've gone this long without a genuine companion.
What the hell? Who in the world would be calling my name? No one ever notices me during lunch hour, I always sit in same spot and no one ever says a thing to me. Oh my god.
"Imogen? You listening?" It's him. Jake Martin. "I just wanted to see if you wanted some company."
I have no words. I might be having a minor heart attack.