Demi' POV
Another morning…Another day of reticule.
Yes you guessed it. I am a nerd, a loser, a nobody. I was your basic nerd. I had straight A's, never had my first kiss, never had a boyfriend, and did I mention I was 17?
I had a huge crush on the most popular guy in school. The most prized possession in our school 'JOE JONAS.
I loved probably everything about him. High school is probably the worst years of my life. I hate it. I hate getting picked on. I hate having feelings for I guy that always picked on me. No matter what he did I still liked him.
I remember when I first came to Canada. I was 7 and Joe was the first person I met. Probably the worst too.
*FLASHBACK*
Demi:* walking to the lunch room*
Demi:*walks by her and pushes her down* Stupid Loser…learn English
Demi:*got up and looked him in the face and said in a bad accent*I do know English*ran away*
*FLASHBACK ENDS*
I had just moved from Costa Rica . The country I was born in. I had learned English there but my accent was noticeable.
Over the years I learn to speak English perfectly. But Joe still called me name and made fun of me because of it. To him I was just some sort of like punching bag. Even though he never hurt me physically, he always hurt me emotionally.
Since the second grade to him I was always known as' Immigrant, four eyes, fatty, ugly' just to name a few. Never Demi.
I get up every morning and try to forget about it. Try to forget the fact he no one will ever love me. I got up and started getting ready for school. I looked at my calendar. 'Just 7 more months to go', I said in a sigh.
7 months, 7 months of pure hell. Not to mention I still had a year left. So for me year and 7 months left of torture. I got dressed and looked in the mirror.
I took a good long hard look at my self. I wonder if I will ever find that someone. If I will finally know what love is? I hated feeling like I was a nobody.
I hate crying myself to sleep. I went downstairs and ate and apple and ran out the door.
Another day of hell.