" Mom, why doesn't anyone like me? " Molly sat at the head of her bed, her head buried in her knees. Molly had been like this for two days now, not eating or sleeping. She didn't even feel like attending school anymore.
" Honey, " Mrs. Gentilella walked over to her daughter, sitting herself down next to her. " I'm sure people like you. "
Molly shook her head. " No mom, no one likes me. I'm the biggest loser in the entire grade. " Tears trickled down Molly's cheek. " Maybe I should just kill myself..." She muttered to herself. Mrs. Gentilella gasped, hugging Molly tightly.
" Now where would you ever get such an idea?! " Her mother nearly screamed. Molly lowered her head, thinking about what had happened earlier this week.
" Hey Molly..." Chloe sashayed over to the female, Deema right at her heels. Molly frowned, looking at the popular blonde.
" What? " She snapped, tying her sneakers. Chloe smirked, flipping her blonde hair over her shoulder. " Don't you ever get lonely? "
" What? " Molly said, this time in a confused tone. " I mean, your the most unpopular girl in the whole school. Things would be so much better without you. " Molly looked stricken. " What do you mean? "
" Molly, you must have the world's worst life in the world. You should probably end it before it gets any worse. " Chloe traced her finger across her neck. Molly gasp, tears collecting in her eyes.
" So your saying...I should kill myself? " Chloe nodded, placing a hand on her hip. " It's not like anyone would care. " She smirked again, then walked off. Before leaving the girls' locker room, Deema turned around, a sympathetic look appeared on her face. Then she shook her head, slamming the door behind her.
" It's nothing..." Molly said to mother, coming back to the present. Before her mother could say anything, Mr. Gentilella walked in on the two females.
" Molly, you have guests. " Molly raised her eyebrow. Gil and Oona stood behind her father with another boy she had never seen before.
" Molly, if nobody loves you, then why are they here? " Mrs. Gentilella whispered to her daughter before exiting the room. Molly wiped her eyes as the three friends made their way into her bedroom.
" Molly, are you okay? " Oona asked. Molly shook her head. " Why are you guys here, don't you have better places to be? " She could feel tears returning to her eyes. " Chloe's right, I am a nobody..."
" Come on Molly, " The boy said. " Anyone with half a brain knows, who cares what she says? " Molly smiled, wiping her face once again. " Thanks..." Molly looked up at him.
" Goby. " Molly nodded. " Goby's right, Chloe's just a brat. " Oona agreed.
" We all love you Molly..." Gil said, appearing next to her. " I love you..." And before Molly could respond, Gil leaned closer to Molly, pressing his lips against hers. Molly blushed, soon leaning into him.
Goby and Oona stood awkwardly as the two broke apart. " So, see ya tomorrow? " Gil asked. Molly nodded, tucking a loose piece of hair behind her ear. Gil stood up, walking marching out of the pink-haired girl's bedroom.