No More Tears

No More Tears is a story about a girl who has put up with to much in get life. She has the confidence everyday to be brave until they get on her last nerve. But luckily for her, she has her mum to help her out. But will that stop her?


2. Highschool

Things changed and we started to grow older. We went to a highschool, the same school, not to far away from our primary school. Anyway, we were both into different things then, so we chose different classes to be in. She made new friends and I made a few, but all I really wanted was my Leah back. She was friends with the 'popular' people, she changed. I don't mean changed a bit like she's on her period, but she changed alot. Her appearance, her attitude and her personality. Time went by and I was now in year 8. Highschool is much more harder than primary school and so much different. You are split into groups, not by teachers when you in classes, I mean groups to show your 'rank' in popularity. I don't get why they do this, I think everybody should be treated equally. You had the 'popular' people, the 'nerds', the weird people, the jocks and the dumb people, it was mainly the jocks who date the popular girls. Anyway, I 'rank' in the 'nerds' because im smart. I just say I will get a better job than them. Everyone who was 'popular' or a jock, where treated like they were a piece of shit in the middle of the road. You got bullied, pushed about and tormented. Me more than most. I was smart, fairly pretty and had a rich family. I was mainly bullied purely of jealousy but that didn't ruin my day. I see my mate Leah everyday, I walk past her. I look at her, she notices me and looks back. I always smiles at get and wave, she smiles back and goes to wave but because of the 'popular' code, she can't be seen dead talking, waving, smiling or making eye contact at me. She can only do this to other 'popular' people or jocks. I then gave up and Leah started to be a faded memory. The thing i hated the most is she didn't care what happened to me, but luckily i always had my mum to keep me company when i was upset. Trust me, that was many times because i was bullied all day everyday, verbal and physical. They called me me names, threw food and bottles at me. Anything they could get their hands on to, they would throw it at me. Being the person i am, i put up with it. I didn't go to an adult and didn't have any real friends to turn to. I didn't want to be known as the 'snitch', this is why i didn't tell an adult.
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