#theywillneverforgiveus

Hey girl I have no idea where to reach you, you aren't answering my texts or tweets so I thought I would try you this way. I'm actually waiting for my next class to begin, it doesn't start till 5:30, so I had little time to see if I could reach you. 

A new state. A new city. A new school. Still no friends. Check.

Everything on the list of a new beginning life for Birdie had been checked off. It was the middle of her Sophomore year and has cliche as it sounds, she did move to a new state, city, and school. Great. It couldn't be that bad it was a new school and even though she didn't even behind any friends didn't mean she wasn't going to make any friends at her new school. Right? Who was she kidding? She most likely wasn't going to make any friends. She was always the freak of everything. 

Bird kept her eyes locked on the view in front of her, not making any eye contact with anyone who was in the hallway. She rolled her eyes as she heard the whispers of the students passing her, they pointed and whispered about her being 'that new girl', yup she was still 'that girl that lost both of her parents in car accident'. Her life's story swam faster than the trout in the ocean. She took a deep breath as the bell rang and everyone ran into their classrooms, she quicken her pace and reached her first period Math class. 

She quickly opened the door, which was lighter than she plan in went swinging and slamming into the wall behind her. She watched as all the heads in the class room turned and looked at her, and soft giggles floated through the air. She looked over at the teacher and sighed. "I'm sorry." She mumbled as she walked inside the room and softly pulled the door shut. She walked over to Mrs. White and handed her, her new student paper to have her sign off that she made it to class. 

"Oh why hello there, Birdie. We were expecting you." Mrs. White smiled at her. Birdie nodded, 'Oh yes I'm sure everyone was expecting me.' She thought to herself as she took the paper back from Mrs. White after she sighed. "Everyone, this is Birdie Mason. Welcome her to the class and make sure if she ever needs help to help her out." Mrs. White told the class as Bird turned and looked at the class of Sophomore students. She scanned the room for an empty seat and that's when her eyes locked on his. "Well, Mrs. Mason, you may take a seat behind Mateo, over there." Mrs. White told her pointing behind the guy who Birdie had made eye contact with, the only person Birdie had made eye contact with the whole day expect Mrs. White. 

Birdie nodded to Mrs. White, "Okay," She whispered as she made her way down the middle row to the very last seat in the row. As she made her way down the row mocking voice whispered out to her calling her names. "Freak!" The last guy right before Mateo whispered out to her with a soft laugh. Birdie looked up at Mateo with a slight embarrassed blush forming on her cheeks and then quickly looked down at the ground as she took her seat and pulled out her notebook.