Chapter 3

Getting to know you is not easy!

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All through out the car journey which happened to be very long since the school was designated on the far side of town she had not spoke one word just sat in complete silence.

Her brother had occasionally glanced at her but got no response she sat with her little bag held firmly in her lap looking out the window only turning around to put her short pony tail in place before facing the opposite direction.

"Christie you do know your going to have to talk to these kids other wise they will consider you a freak trust me I know" she found that hard to believe considering her brother happened to be the heart throb around town every girl wanted him he was that kind of annoying guy who everyone was attracted to he made friends anywhere he went that was something Christie believed she would never acquire.

"Who cares, its better to be a freak than unoriginal" she let out in boredom leaning her head against the car door as white strands of hair flopped down her face she tossed them aside annoyed.

"How much longer" she moaned the car journey had taken forever it would of seemed that the place was more like on the other side of the country rather than across town.

Her sky blue eyes watched and recorded every tree, car and shop they passed she was good at that recording things in her mind you could say she had a very good schema she often wondered what that could get her in life.

"Its not much further I swear Christie I just do not get you……do you not want to make friends?" her brother who was usually was positive and kept an up beat attitude stared at her with a worried expression like she had a fever or was sick.

"Remember when I went to play school…….when my hair was starting to change colour everyone laughed at me they would not let me any where near their precious toys and made me out to be a joke! You tell me who needs friends like that" she sat back in her chair letting out a huge sigh it was a memory she repressed and wanted to keep it locked away.

Oh no I never thought about that! What about my hair! My damn stupid hair I will be laughed at for sure! Oh why me…..why the stupid school.

"Were here wow the place looks cool" she rolled her eyes at his sudden comment especially at the words 'cool' and 'school' mixed together in the same sentence was he really that dense or just trying to make her feel better.

Not helping! Oh I hate this place already why is he acting like such an idiot this place is sure as hell not cool.

With a few deep breaths she persuaded herself to get out of the car that even though was disgusting and smelled due to all the take out food rubbish that was scattered around inside seemed more like a safe haven than the horrible place she now faced.

"Come on Christie stop acting so slow and go in will ya" he grabbed a hold of her hand literally dragging her into the building that was to big and over whelming for her little mind to handle she just wanted to turn and run away.

The inside of the school seemed just as tedious as the outside everywhere she looked was just long halls and shelves packed with colourful lunch boxes obviously belonging to children she shivered at the thought, would she really have to be stuck in such an immature environment? She hoped not.

"Oh welcome dear you must be Christie your mother had just phoned to see if you had arrived safely" a rosy checked chubby woman suddenly popped up grabbing a hold of both Christies hands that was another thing she happened to hate being touched by random strangers.

She looked desperately up at her brother who just grinned it was typical that their mother did not trust him to get Christie to school they both assumed that once again their mother got the idea into her head that Mike was off selling drugs somewhere with Christies company.

Oh a day out with mike seems a lot better than this! Why is she smiling at me like that I bet she wants to eat me! As if she has room in that stomach of hers!

"Well if this is it I guess I will be leaving" mike waved to the chubby faced woman who was to busy fussing over Christie "oh yes of course she is in good hands" the strange lady continued to smile like she had a sun shoved up her back side.

"No mike!" she had never been desperate enough to beg her brother before but she was willing to try anything was better than being held captive with miss rosy cheeks.

"Look Christie I have to go before mum thinks I have passed out somewhere I will pick you up later" he left before she had the chance to say anything more, her bad luck seemed to increase by one point.

"Wow you have such a pretty hair colour dear! Is it natural?" she began to tug at the ends of Christies snow white hair that was tied up in a pony tail much to her disgust her mother had made her wear it like that other wise it would have been inher usual style 'I don't give a damn'.

"Yes its natural it news to be blond but then faded into this colour" she pointed at her hair the woman rubbed her hands together giggling she was really starting to creep Christie out.

They walked past a group of little boys that were playing with what looked like monster cards gradually passing them around ,swapping and changing the cards.

She stared at them as they continued to play ignoring her she was desperate to join in she had a thing for hanging out with boys sort of like a tom boy role which was not surprising considering she grew up hanging around with her brothers.

With the lady gone off somewhere she now had the freedom to explore so she might as well try and make friends like her brother had mentioned to do.

"Can I play!" she asked like a little girl pleading with them to let her join in her voice was like a little silvery bell not having its usual dark tone.

They all turned around observing her before making faces of grimace looking her up and down pointing and whispering to one another.

"Yuck who the hell are you?" the boy on the right said in surprise.

"What a weirdo look at her hair!" the ginger haired one on the left said aloud to his friend.

"What a freak go back to where ever you came from you alien freak!" was the last comment from the cute middle one with jet black hair as they all made horrible faces that made her want to turn weak and cry reminding her of her past experiences with children.

"There you are sweetheart come on the class is waiting" the annoying lady had come back with what looked like fattening doughnut in her hand great like she needs anymore fat!.

She let the woman go on ahead as she walked with her head lowered in sorrow and utter shame she could not believe she once again feel for the 'making friends is easy' trick.

She was happier before being cold and independent not needing silly little friends she should have been aware that the outcome of trying to make friends would not be pleasant.

I should of known! No one really gets to know me I am just to different…….what do I have to do to make friends! I mean sure my hair is one thing but if were not for my hair I bet it would be my face or attitude damn I can never win!

Who cares getting to know me is not easy trust me I know! I am different whether its bad or not………its something.