I'm always in the shadow, more of a shadow then Gloria. I get use to it. If you aren't noticed, you don't get teased.

I walk slowly into the crowd of 10th graders in the courtyard of high school. My pace quickens as I try to get to class as fast as I can, I don't like being around people and I'd like to stay that way. I grab my books tightly by my arms and run to class right before the bell rings and a bunch of people rush back to there classes. I go with the crowd into history so nobody can notice me. I sit by my desk near the back of the room. Near, what's the kids name? I think it's Nate, the kid that draws a lot.

2 minutes past and the signal of the bell that should be in class by now. The window next to me is open, my glossy dark-brown hair flies tilted in the breeze. The teacher starts talking about ancient Rome and why it was important and blah-blah-blah. I look at the clock, 10 minutes has past them I count in my head.

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The door breaks open as Marinette rushes into the classroom. Makes up some excuse and rishis to her desk. That kid is always late, kind of annoying voice, hates Chloe with half of her soul. The other half is late, always late. I don't care about any of my classmates. Mostly just sit in the corner and get as average as I can so I don't get recognized. The teacher assigns some reading, prepare for a quiz in the near future, yadda, yadda, yadda.
The bell rings after 20 minutes of just staring at a book. Then something actually interesting happens where Chloe and Marinette get into a fight of some source. But that time I have to got to the bathroom really bad and I raise my hand during the fight while the teacher is trying to break up the argument. I don't know what the argument tis about but Chloe ends up snapping and runs off to the bathroom. Great, right where I was going.

"Yes um, what's your name again?" The Mr. Syna asks.

"It's Skye and I have to go to the bathroom. May I please go?" I ask quickly. People are starting to stare at me as I regret my choice.

"Yes, uh quickly. I didn't even know you were in this class." Mr. Syna replies, with a confused and furious look on his face.

I run to the bathroom, I start to turn around the corner where I see something. Chloe is having a total fit and is on her phone complaining to someone. I didn't see her and I run into her. She falls back and lands in the trashcan. I laughed under my breath.

"Now what are you doing here, um, what's your name?" Chloe says as she stares me strait into my sea-green eyes. She gets up from the trash, a banana peel still dripping off her shoulder.

"I was just going to the bathroom Ms. Chloe. Now can I please go?" I ask with a pure terror on my face. Chloe is not someone I wanted trip into.

"Ha, like I'm going to let you do that now that you ran into me and got me smelling like a trashcan. You're going strait with me." Chloe responds in a angry tone.

She grabs me by the back of my grey jacket and drags me back to classroom. She slams the door open and complains to the teacher.

"Skye has pushed me into the trash with no understanding and now my ankle hurts. She must get sent strait to the principal's office!" Chloe complains. I'm just trying to pretend that I don't exist.

"Go down to the office right now!" The teacher yells, probably only so that Chloe will go back to her desk.

I slunk back out the door, I have no sympathy from any of my classmates and head down to the office. My feet dragging...

I hear a butterfly's wings flap near my ear as I turn around to see a dark, glossy butterfly flying around me. It lands down on my pencil that I'm still holding from my text book...

Authors Note- What did you think? It's been awhile since I've posted something, I may be a little rusty. I hope you like the story so far!