6. New Day
The first day was ok I guess. There was no drama, but I felt separated from them because we hadn't talked in a while, and they didn't reall know what I was going through. You always feel separated when your going through depression, but it was even worse. We had lost touch and it was kinda awkward. I didn't really know what they liked anymore, and they didn't know what I liked. I kinda felt left out, but I figured I would get over it.
After lunch I somehow got separated from the group. "Oh well," I thought "I'll just catch up with them later or something....". On the way to class, I pulled out my phone and ip saw I have two texts, a bunch of Instagram notifications, and one email. I first went to the texts, one was from the others saying hi, I ignired it. The second was from my mom reminding me of all the chores I had to do that night that would get in the way of school and homework.
Next I checked Instagram. It was mostly just likes, comments, and people mentioningand tagging me. 95% of them were bullying and made me start to tear up, but I held it in until I reached my 5th hour and I swt down my stuff and went into the bathroom. I cried and cried until the warning bell rang, and I collected myself and cleaned up my running makeup. I walked over to my fith hour, which was super close to the bathroom, and two seconds after I sat down, the bell rang. As the teacher started to tell us what we were doing first, I wipped under my eyes to make sure it wasn't running or smudged.
I caught Lex's stare as I did, and she gave me a concerned, wide eyed look. I shook my head to tell her I was fine, but she just rolled her eyes. I figured she'd make me tell her later.