Well, it was already two months and my mom was sick of living with some nasty, sloppy people. But it was the last straw when Sydney blamed my sister and me for supposedly “spilling the blue ink”. Even though the evidence was on her hands. So we packed up and moved again..

I was enrolled in my old school again for 8th grade, but not for long. We moved to North Canton. After the two weeks I had been there, my parents pulled me out and enrolled me into Glenwood Middle School. The first day was hell. I got made fun of in my 1st period. In 2nd period someone threw an eraser at my head, and at lunch I sat with some emo kids. Their names were Emily, Blaire, Rachel, Anna, and more who I could’ve cared less about. The only reason they let me sit there was because the person who originally sat there was sick or something. The rest of the day was about the same. I just tried to ignore it. Then social studies came. It would change my life later on. The teacher gave me a seat next to a girl that wasn’t there that day.