Lonely September

A/N: This is taking shorter time than I thought it would, Hopefully I will get to the next chapter soon.

Disclaimer: I don't own Pokemon.

I was almost late to school, I can't believe how much traffic there is in here, that's why I'm going to start going to school through the high school which is strangely built next to the middle school. It seems Lily made the cheerleading squad, again. Cheerleading is like her strange little talent thing, I'm honestly not up to that kind of stuff. Daisy is in band, and it seems that the people here are very dense compared to her, she tutors seniors in class, I can't believe she's just a freshman. Violet is popular along with the other two, as usual, and she loves to be in drama, acting, doing all those movements, having leading roles in plays. They seem to like it here a lot, the only thing I really like is my elective, which is choir. Singing is one of my favorite things to do, but the songs so far really suck. I finally gave my friends those pictures of me, it looks like I'm going to be owing them a lot more pictures than I thought I would.

My Algebra teacher says that she's going to buy some parakeets and keep them in class. It's the new definition of teacher's pet! That's funny, HAHA! Swimming has started, there are umm…a lot of different groups, seahorse, stingray, red, blue, silver, gold, junior nationals, and nationals. I was in blue, but I got a fast time for the one hundred yard freestyle (no it's not called front stroke) so I got moved to some group that swims between the silver and blue times. The coach is the same person so it really doesn't matter what we do.

The first school dance was coming up and we had a science project due in three months. I really wanted to go to the dance but I didn't have my ID, you were required to have an ID just to go to the dance, so I didn't get to go. For my project, I picked the subject "How Does Soapy Water Affect Plant Growth?" I didn't work on it all month, I guess I'll have to start eventually, I've already started my hypothesis and stuff but then he doesn't collect that stuff anyways, what's the point? I am not the happiest person in the world yet, in fact, I'm sadder than before. I wrote Silvia lots of letters just like I did in the summer, still no reply. I decided to stop, it wasn't getting me anywhere. When I went to school by the gym, I'd always be waiting to see what new thing the people I hung out with were going to talk about, but it was the same thing everyday, guys, guys, guys. When I was alone with another person because everyone else wanted to go buy a snack, we wouldn't talk to each other, just stand there.

They brought another seventh grader to join our group, she didn't act much differently than I did, and it wasn't much fun. The others kept saying to half of us that we don't talk enough, there's not much to talk about anyway. I don't get how they can stand being around each other, I mean they call each other names, and then they smile, they scream in each others' face and then smile, they pretend to start an argument and then they smile, it seems that they have no life of their own but to gossip about others. This group was getting very boring. I hope I find new friends soon. Sometimes I wish there was someone who would understand me, someone who will actually listen. It's lonely being away from home…