bastard1111 @bastard1111
It's 2005. I'm a teenager again, and it's my senior year of high school. It's been two years since I moved to this new town with my family after we lost our house in the floods last summer. That was definitely one of the hardest times in my life. But, things have been settling down lately, and I've been trying to make new friends at school.
But it isn't easy. It feels like no matter how hard I try, people just don't want to talk to me or hang out with me. My old best friend from before the floods has pretty much abandoned me for her new boyfriend's crowd, which is all the popular kids in our class. So, most of my days are spent sitting alone at lunch, listening to music on my iPod while I pretend not to care.
It would be nice to have someone to talk to who didn't judge me or think I'm weird just because I like science fiction books and don't want to go to the mall on Fridays with everyone else. But for now, it's just me against the world. Well, that's not entirely true... there is one guy in school who seems kind of nice sometimes. His name is Mike, and he sits near me in math class. He always smiles at me when our eyes meet, but I don't know if he likes me or not. All I can hope for right now is that maybe someday things will get better.
