it's not that easy

Ailene moves from Ireland to England because of her father's job. In the beginning she scared and lonely, and if that's not bad enough she's also bullied for bien 'different'. What does it take to give Ailene's happy life back?

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English class never went so slow. I just wished I could go home. And if it wasn't bad enough the teacher made me read like all the time. 'It will help you with your accent.' She said. What does she mean to do? I'll never speak with an Brittish accent, I don't even want to. Ofcourse the whole class gniffels as the teacher makes me pronounce words 'right'. 'Hey, don't laugh to luch, you'll make the kid cry.' Siënna taunted. 'I bad she's a real mommy girl.' I heard Jessica say in the back of the class. 'Yeah, why don't you go back to your mommy?' Lucas added. 'Stop already!' Macy snapped. 'Don't you know you're fucking breaking her inside?' 'Maybe she'll leave and go back to her mommy.' Siënna said. 'Shut the fuck up Siënna! Ailene's mum passed away three years ago, but you guys don't think at all. You're so pathetic, all of you!' Macy was now shouting. I just stood up and ran out of class. I ran and ran ans ran. Untill I reached the gym. I just didn't want to be in class anymore, I wanted to be away of everyone who hates me. I just sad on the bench, watching the basketball team. And then I noticed Greg. He looked at me and smiled, ofcourse I smiled back.It just relaxed me looking at the game. When the game was over Greg came over to me. 'Are you alright? You seemed quite upset when you came in.' He really looked like he cared. 'It's nothing. Don't mind it.' When I turned my head I saw Siënna walking in. Oh shit. 'The teacher said you have to come back.' She said before walking out again. I stood up. 'I should go.' I said. Greg nodded.

 

I just wanted to get the stuff out of my locker as three guys surrounded me. 'So you think you are worth a lot don't you?' One of them said. 'I guess she does.' Another one said. As they came closer I got scared. 'Well well, do you really think Greg likes you?' the tirth one said. 'I d-' But I wxas cut of by a kick in my stomach that made me fall to the floor.'I think we should teach her a lesson.' 'She needs t know her place.' I rolled in a ball, trying to protect myself as I felt them kicking me everywhere they could. 'Stop, please!' I shouted desperate, but it didn't stop. When kicking finally stopped the pulled me back on my feeth and pushed me against the locker. I saw Siënna and Greg walking by, Greg looked at me, but he didn't say or do anything, he just tried not to look at me and walked past me. Tears rushed down my face. 'We got a cryer.' One of the boys said. 'Please leave me alone.' I begged. 'Poor little girl.' The laughed, and walked away. I shove down the locker and pulled up my knees. Tears streamed down. 'What did I do wrong?' when Macy saw me she ran towards me. 'Oh my god Ailene, what happened?!' She said as she dropped herself next to me to hold me in her arms. 'They wanted me t know where my place is.' I said between my sobs. 'You should tell the principal.' 'They will call my father, I don't want to do that to him, he as already enough on his mind.' Macy grabbed a wiper and cleaned my bleeding nose. 'Enough is enough sweety, they have no right to do this to you.' 

 

When I finally came home I did my best not to look upset, I jsut ate and went upstairs. Normally taking a shower would calm me down but this time, when I looked in the mirror I saw all the bruises and it made me cry again. Why do they think I want Greg? I like him but...then it got me...I really like him, a lot. But that's because I know how he really is, when I'm with hil in the auditory he's just himself, not the tough and popular basketball player. I will never forget when we just talked, and he told me was there because it was attending the singing class or getting suspended for a month. But he also told me he secretly liked it, but I could tell no one. That's the real Greg. I just wished things were easyer, that things like your image didn't matter. but sadly it's like the most important thing lately. 

 

Late that night I called Alana, we had an endless conversation until the middle of the night, but I just really needed it. When we ended the phonecall I listened to music, and somehow I fell asleep.

 

When I woke up I felt like I didn't sleep in weeks. classes just went by so slowly, I was happy it was lunhbreak. I sat at the table with Macy and Shirley. Shirley was one of the quiet girls of the class, but I got to know her and she's actually very kind. I was fiddling with my necklace when it git Shirley's attention. 'That's a beautiful necklace.' 'Thanks, I got it from my mom.' 'Aww, you miss her don't you?' 'Very, I just wish she didn't get sick.' 'So your mom was sick?' Macy asked. 'She had spread caner, she has been sick for six months until she passed away.' 'I'm feel so sorry for you and your mom.' Shirley said. 'I do too, it must have bene hard.' Macy added. 'It still is. I will never forget when she knew she didn't have much time left, she gave me this necklace and told that this way, she will always be with me, and that she's always in my heart.' Macy just pulled me in my arms. I guess she knows it when I really need a hug. 

 

For the first time I just wish friday just went by really fast. I didn't talk or even look at Greg and he did the same thing. Would you like to sing a song for us Ailene?' Miss Peters asked. I shook my head. 'I don't feel like singing today. 'Why not? Maybe it will make you feel better.' I thought about it and maybe she's right, maybe singing would make me feel better. I used to sing together with Alana when one of us felt sad. I climbed on stage ans sat down on the edge like I usually did. 

Like a bird without wings
That longs to be flying,
Like a motherless child
Left lonely and crying.
Like a song without words,
Like a world without music,
I wouldnt know what to do
Id be lost without you
Watchin over me.

 

I get so lonely, when youre away
I count every moment, I wait every day,
Until youre home again
And hug me so tight
Thats when I know
Everything is alright.

Like a bird without wings
That longs to be flying,
Like a motherless child
Left lonely and crying.
Like a song without words
Like a world without music,
I wouldnt know what to do
Id be lost without you
Watchin over me.

 

Youre my guardian angel
My light and my guide
Your hand on my shoulder
And you by my side.
You make everything beautiful,
You make me complete.
Everything in my world
I lay at your feet..

Like a church with no steeple,
Where a bell never rings.
In a town without people,
Where no voice in the choir ever sings.
If a boat on the ocean
Would be lost with no sail,
Then without your devotion
Surely all that I dreamed of would fail.

 

Like a song without words
Like a world without music,
I wouldnt know what to do
Id be lost without you
Watchin over me

I wouldnt know what to do
Id be lost without you
Watchin over me


 

'That's a beautiful song, you souldn' t be so shy.' Miss Peters said. I noticed I wanted to look at Greg while singing but I didn't allow myself to. I just wished everything could get back to normal. I wish people would treath me like they treath everyone els. What's so different about me? Yes I'm from another country, and yes my accent is different. But does that make me a different person? 'Your mind is so far away.' Miss Peters said. 'Would you like to share your thoughts?' She asked. I looked around. 'Who would care? I answered. 'I'm different so no one has to care about me anyway.' Right then the singal went of and as fast as I could I grabbed my stuff and left the school.

 

fianlly we had a break for a week. I was watching tv with my dad as I decided to ask him the question I wanted to ask him for a long time. 'Dad, we have a break for a week, and I really miss Alana.' I tried to start about the subject visiting home. 'I know you do sweetheart but we can't go to Ireland. I just don't have the money for it.' I sighed. 'We're stuck here.' I muttered. 'Don't see is as stuck. You can enjoy another country, you don't get to do that everyday.' 'I enjoy it very much dad.' I said sarcastecly as I stood up and walked upstairs to my room. Like always I lied on my bed, listening to my music, as I fell asleep in the middle of the night.

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