|| Goth's P.O.V ||

I giggled to myself, remembering the text conversation Palette and I had. I've been trying to not think about mom a lot, and how he is just fine. Now, I've just been walking to school, just a couple minutes away.

As soon as I reached the campus grounds, Frisk and Chara were waving at me like crazy, and motioning me to come over to them. When I got over to them, I saw a very pretty girl (Before you go shipping, Goth is GAY, not bisexual! He can complement girls without being shipped XD ) , she has short brown hair, sky blue eyes, a black shirt, gray sneakers, and navy blue jeans.

(FallenKindness , tell me want you want your name in this book as! X3 )

"Hi! Frisk and Chara told me you are a friends of theirs, so it's nice to meet you!" She put her hand in front of me, with Frisk and Chara behind her, motioning me to shake her hand. Since I'm an introvert, I'm not good with meeting new people, but I shakily took her hand and shook it. "It's nice to meet you, I'm Goth." I practically whispered. "I'm Luna!"

"Nice to meet you."

|| Lunch ||

Frisk, Chara, and [insert name here] all had their schedules changed for some reason, and now I only have English and History with all of them. No other classes. No breaks with them.

I simply sat in the corner table of the cafeteria, alone. Being alone, you really look at your surroundings more often and notice things that you haven't noticed before, and you slowly stop focusing on whats around you. I start to eat my Lays chips and look around.

I started to listen in a conversation. It was about gossip.

"Like. Ohmahgawd. Don't you think Amy had sex already with Damon?"

"Psh, yah. She was always so touchy touchy with him. We even told her that she would be the first to lose her virginity."

"Mmmm, these boys. All they want now ways is sex."

"Excuse me?!" A boy in their group, semi yelled.

"Yah! Well, most boys. They crave those big boobs and asses."

"Wha-" "Hey, do you see that girl skele over there?"

"That loner?"

I immediately look away and looked down at my chips.

"Yea, she's been looking at us for a while now."

"Biiiitch."

Once I heard that, I wanted to teleport over to them and say, 'Hey. Bitch means female dog. And dog spelt backwards is god. So thank you, you piece of shit.' But of course, I was to shy to do so.

"You guys know that he is a boy?" A familiar voice said. I looked up, and it was Palette! I didn't even notice he was there. "I've heard sh- I mean, he's gay." A boy said.

"Ewwww, why would you like your own gender! Its disgusting!!!" A girl screeched. "What?! It's completely normal!" Palette yelled straight at her face. A couple more girls and boys joined in on the girls side of the argument, while much more started vouching for Palette.

"Gays are stupid! They can't even make babies!" "So?! As long as it's love!"

"Gays don't live as long as normalpeople!" "The fuck?! Gays are fucking normal people just like you! It's like saying that straights don't live as long!"

"Everyone knows that gays are worthless." "You're more worthless since you can't fucking treat people that same, just because of who they like!"

And more arguments. And more. And more. I couldn't take it anymore. I smashed the remaining chips in my bag, which didn't cause an attention towards me, and I ran, tears started to flow down my face. All the harsh words, I thought they were aimed at me. They probably were though.

I started to run to the bathroom, and started hearing the pitter patters of running behind me. Shit. I ran faster, and then made a sharp left turn and started to run towards the wall. "Goth wait!" It was Palette. And he was gaining on me. I was about a couple inches away from the wall before I teleported to the bathroom, and into a stall. That was empty, thankfully. But I slipped and fell face forward on the tiled floor.

I was already crying from emotional pain, and now physical pain. My forehead started to bleed, and had the smallest of cracks on my left cheek bone. I shuffled to the corner of the stall, and started thinking horrible things about myself, which obviously didn't help my situation, but I continued to think about them, and cry silently in the corner of the stall.