I've always been that good, little girl in school. The 'nerd' . Bullied. Be-friended. Replaced. I thought that was bad, but I never really knew what this terrible life would bring me until now. I was always told as a child "life is a gift, take it for granted." I actually believed it was a gift and tryed so hard to take it for what it was apparently worth, but I must have been a stupid nerd because life's not a gift, its a trap. It pulls you in and you can't do anything but wait for something good to happen. Which is pointless because nothing good will ever happen...

WARNING: This story includes triggering and emotional scenes.


9. Clumsy Me


I spoke before all the whispering got out of hand. "Umm... sorry to interrupt Miss, I'm Kyla the new girl," I said quite pathetically.

"Oh, I nearly forgot. Come in Kyla take a seat at the back there. Everyone this is Kyla." Miss said politely trying to make a good impression on me. I smiled and went to sit in my seat. Head down trying not to make eye contact with anyone. I walked past 3 people until a boy left his foot out for me to trip and being the clumsy me I tripped. Not falling on the fall but naturally tripping. Laughs echoed the room and as I sat in my seat he turned around to me and said.

"Ha, another emo. Wonderful." I narrowed my eyes at his comment and he turned back around laughing to himself.

"Right, settle down now class. Please give her a nice welcome JACOB," she turned around to the board and began teaching again. What a wonderful start, it couldn't have gone better. Well, at least I knew his name.  

The lesson went by pretty slow, as usual in maths. That 'Jacob guy' turned around to me a couple of times, insulting me even more. At least it was only one person. I figured out during the times he wasn't trying to insult me that he was a 'popular guy' and probably had girls all over him. I hated him already and it hadn't even been an hour. Why did miss have to put me behind the most annoying guy in the class? Ugh, no complaining though going to have to sit here til the end of the year.


English was next, I don't find English as bad as some others. It's probably my second favourite. As before I was late, I could tell there was going to be a pattern of late's today. Let's just hope I don't cause myself an after school detention. 

Break soon came and I was finally able to have a look around. The more I looked the more I found more and more popular people. Which was so annoying. I felt so out of place in this school, mainly because I was new and not used to such a big place. I eventually found a spare table in the cafeteria, I sat down getting out my iPod. I turned my Bands playlist on shuffle and put my earphones in. Arh paradise. After a few moments or so I felt like I was being watched, I looked up from my iPod to see. Oh god, popular people. One was Jacob, even better. Ugrh why do I get myself into these things? I took out my ear phone, paused my music and looked up at them raising my eye brows in a way of asking what they want.

"Emo!," he lifted him foot to rest on the seat, "your sat at our table, Kyla." Jacob said mocking my name.

Ugh. "Oh sorry do we reserve tables at this school, my mistake didn't see a reserve sign," I smiled sarcastic-ly not moving from were I was sat. Now I understand why these happen to me, god why do I have to be so stupid!

"Oh, ha funny one you think you are? erh? Little emo girl? Now I'll ask a politely again, please MOVE from OUR table!." He said obliviously getting a little pissed off.

I sighed and picked up my bag, "fine have your table, its not like there's a thousand others in this room any way." What was the point in arguing over a stupid table? Exactly no point! Why did people like them get so worked up over something so stupid?

I didn't realise it until the bell went that I was going to be late for class AGAIN! I was on the other side of the school and I had geography.

When I finally got to the other side of school, I heard shouting from my classroom. I knocked on the door and waited until she said come in. 

"I'm sorry I'm late miss, I'm the new girl Kyla." Trying to sound as polite as possible. Obliviously it didn't work "late? late? how dare you be late to my lesson young lady! Come here and collect you detention slip, what a shame and on your first day and all." Wow, this lady was messed up. Didn't she understand I had no clue were to find these classes? 

I did as she told me to and collected my slip. I sat at the back of the class and looked at it. Thank god it was at dinner. 



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