Jeannette opened her brown eyes. She had a weird dream that she didn't quite get. Trying to pull herself up, her eyes wearily scanned her surroundings. Her instinct momentarily forgot where she was. Then her conscience seemed to pull her memories out from the back of her mind out. They flooded through her head and she remembered: she is 14, she gets bullied by Grace, and she goes to the Redwood Middle School. About Grace. She was a rich diva with purple eyes, which apparently, makes her special. Along with her closest friend, Mary, they roam the halls of the school looking for targets. Mostly, it was Jeannette because of her emo style. Also, Grace seemed jealous of one thing; Matthew. Matthew was the hottest guy in the school. Being a sophomore made him almost unattainable. Matthew had brown hair with bangs that slicked up, and his eye were were red. He was tall, taller then Jeannette for a change. He always had a sly look, and was really funny. Almost every girl in Jeannette's and his grade loved him. Jeannette thought he was really hot, but she didn't really want to get near him because of his vicious look. The thing that Grace and every other girl were jealous of was the fact that Matthew would stare at Jeannette. When Grace figured out, she was fuming. She targeted Jeannette all the time. Nick, his friend, was like the second choice. He had orange eyes that looked like they would've belonged to a snake. Nick and Matthew had friends named Luke and Kyle that always followed them around. Jeannette had a friend like that, too. Her name was Mika. She had extremely large green eyes and was as kind as a fawn. Everyone thought she was creepy, but Jeannette took Mika under her wing.

All while she was thinking this, Jeannette was slowly getting ready for school. She put on her beanie and red jacket. She also decided to put on eye shadow, because it was Monday. Jeannette hurried outside, which was cold and wet. Since it was January, a thin layer or snow lay on the sidewalks and streets. She started out to the bus stop, steam pouring out of her mouth as she breathed. Ice crunched under her boots. A few people were already waiting there, all ruffled from the mornings. Jeannette liked it the most out of her day. Nobody would talk and she wouldn't be judged, mostly. She pretended to be distracted by her phone, which was far from the latest model. The bus finally appeared in sight. As it stopped, it ground into the ice and let a big hiss out as it opened its doors. Jeannette and the other kids shuffled inside the stinky bus, which smelled like gasoline. Jeannette sat down in the first seat, which no one took but her. She started to play on her phone, which was what most kids were doing. The time passed quickly. Soon the bus was jam packed with kids. The bus pulled up to Redwood middle school with a screech. The doors pulled open, and everyone filed out. Jeannette normally waited until the end, because people would randomly push her away when she tried to get out. When she got out of the bus, she took a deep breath. Every single day could lead to suicidal thoughts about herself. She charged into the demanding crowd. The front doors soon opened, and kids flew in. She rushed in with the crowd. She felt like she was in a river, if you go with it you will go smoothly, but not if you are against it. That wonderful moment only lasted for a minute though. When she arrived at her locker, disaster seemed to arrive on sight. As she was turning her dial, she heard someone storm up in designer heels. She knew it was Grace, because nobody dressed like there was a prom everyday but her and her annoying little friend. "We'll look who's here today!" Jeannette almost cringed at her tone, which sounded like a whiny puppy. "I don't think that jacket matches your outfit," she said in disgust. Jeannette tried to ignore her as she gathered her math supplies. "You know ignoring me isn't going to work!", Grace shouted. Mary sniggered behind me. Jeannette closed her locker and walked toward math without a single emotion on her face. She could almost hear Grace get red as she yelled at Mary for snickering.

After that, Jeannette was not having the worst day; but not exactly the best either. Solving what was 1/76 of e was the least of her problems. Grace seemed to vigorously bully her any moment she could. Even though Jeannette mostly didn't care on the outside, they pierced her weakening barrier like daggers on the inside. When lunch arrived, Jeannette was the gloomiest she could possibly be. Mika was sitting at her table jabbering away or how Luke had looked at her during math. Mika, who was very short and cute, had the biggest crush on Luke. She would always stare at him when it was possible. "I can't believe he looked at me," she squealed. Jeannette wearily listened to her while eating a ham sandwich. Then her heart jumped; Matthew was looking right at her! She didn't know if she should go red or if she should jump into the bathroom to hide. His head turned back to his friends, but Jeannette still was paralyzed looking in the same place. She shook her head and returned back to her former position, which Mika was still blabbing about Luke. For the rest of lunch, she kept checking up on Matthew to see if he stared at her again. He never did.