Leslies long auburn hair flowed behind her as she steered the motorcycle through the small town. In such a deserted place she could take off as fast as she could, letting the wind hit her face, pushing it back and cracking her lips.
Her eyes narrowed as she rounded the corner into the school parking lot. Kids were standing around in groups snickering and whispering. The motorcycle came to a halt and her leg swung over the side as if she was riding a horse.
Leslie's foot hit the side of the motorcycle and she toppled over to the ground. "God damnit" she screeched. This was always happening to her. Whenever she tried to make a good entrance it ended in her making a complete fool of herself.
Kids from all around were letting out chuckles, some letting her see them laugh, others trying to hide it behind their books or something of that sort. She was sick of this crap, but what was she to do, she was in a deserted town and not getting out anytime soon, maybe never at all if her life continued making a fool of her.
Her only two friends in the whole world came up to smiling. "Looks like shes done it again! Applause for the infamous Leslie Kingston!" Clapped Jeremy while smiling. He had been her best friend since second grade, and she could tell him just about anything. He entertained the crowd by having pitch black hair, and bright green eyes. Girls fell over heels for him. The mystery boy. The one who didn't give a shit.
"Just bow already before I have to make you!" Said her other acquantise Keri. She had deep brown eyes and was rejected by everyone because she decides to dye her hair blue. She and Leslie had become friends when Keri started dating Jeremy. They'd been inseparable ever since.
Leslie herself was appointed to this group because she withdrawn herself. Ever since the summer of 5th grade when her parents had died. She was there when it happened, and had seen the whole thing. Before that she had been the social queen, never had less than a full group of friends with her, laughed at the right times, smiled at boys.
She never talked about what happened, barely anybody knew anymore. They all decided that she was just not fit to be normal. Nowadays she agreed. The crying still came but she held on. For she had too or she would go insane.
"I'm not gunna fricken bow! What am I? Part of a circus?"
"Well… actually you could be." Giggled Jeremy. Keri slapped his hand in a lovelingly motion, telling him to knock off. Oh what Leslie would do for someone to seriously love her again? Someone that would smile at her just because she was who she was, and would stroke her hair. Ever since her parents went. She had had none of that. The closest she got to unconditional love was her uncle when he said "Goodnight kiddo. Sleep tight." He had good intentions, but she just didn't know how to love, she wasn't his real kid anyways.
Leslie tried to fade away from everyone by wearing black, and simply putting her hair up before she entered school. Over the years she had tried her hardest to become invisible, to get everyone to not notice her at all. Things would certainly be easier then. Who was she to kid though? She was a flying klutz who always embarrassed herself no matter what was happening in the world.
She stepped past Jeremy and Keri who were staring at each other, so completely entranced. A sigh escaped as she continued to her locker. The bell ringing in the background. "Screw school." Muttered Leslie.
