When I got home from school, I went into the kitchen and got some tea. “So.. How was your first day sam?” My mom asked. “Eh.. Awkward and shitty. Just like any other first day.” I said. I could tell her pretty much anything and she would understand. “True.” She said back. I headed into the living room and watched a little tv and then got bored. The day was boring and stupid. What else can I say?

It was my second day of school. In my first period, someone was daring enough to talk to me. “Hey. It’s sam, right?” They asked. “My name’s Brandon Weese. I know how awkward it can be tring to come to a new school and everything.” He said. I thought to myself ‘Wow.. Someone at this godforsaken school wants to talk to me?’ We talked all period. We had a lot of nerdy things in common. Actually made my day average. The periods passed and then came 8th pd. I soon found out who the mysterious social studies chick was. Her name was Lennon Brooks, an emo girl. I noticed the cuts on her wrists first. Then her dark make-up..