Dave's P.O.V

It's been a few months since I started middle school and it's still just as shitty as it was then. Almost everyone hates me and I hate them all right back. I do have a few friends now though. I have Rose, a really smart chick who likes to try to be my shrink or something. I have Jade, a nice girl who's a little obsessed with this TV show about squibbles or squiddles or whatever the hell they're called. We go frog hunting together a lot. Most of the ones I catch die, so I just stuff 'em in some jars. And then there's John. I don't even know how to describe him. He has autism, but I guess it's different than mine. He's really nice and treats everyone like his friend. He says I'm his best friend though. He has messy black hair and these buck teeth that would look ridiculous on anyone else, but he makes 'em look cute. His eyes are a really bright blue. I think I like him. I don't know when it started, but I do.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by Jade. She yells at me to come to her. I do, and ask her what she needs. "What I'm not allowed to say hi to you anymore cool kid?" she asks, smiling.

"Don't be stupid Jade," I reply, "We still on for frog hunting today?"

"Yeah! I saw a really cool white frog there yesterday. Its eyes looked like they were changing color! Maybe we can find it again today!"

"Sounds kinda weird. You sure you weren't high or something Harley?

"Shut up Dave. I know what I saw!"

"Sure ya did. I gotta get going. See you at lunch," I say, heading towards my next class.

"Bye!"

Maybe school is getting a bit better. Just a little.