"May I go to the bathroom?" I asked.

"Yes." The teacher said. Sheesh, why was everyone so emotionless? I ran around the school maze as it was like a huge hotel. I finally got to the bathroom. As usual, the bathroom was boring. They really need to add color to this place. I was just about to do my business when suddenly the blasted open. In came those two bullies, both mean and cruel but one was short and fat as the other was tall and skinny. I dashed in a stall just as they tried to grab me. They banged on the door.

"Come out furball, we won't hurt you." One of them said. Obviously they want to kill me so I held the door back, horrified when they banged on the door. I was so scared I peed my pants. I knew if they get in I'd be laughed at so I held the door with all my might.

"Ding dong dun dong dun dun ding dong."

Yay the school saved me, now I just need to go out and show my wet pants to everyone. Fortunately, it was the last class so I decided to skip it.

"Whatever," They said. "See you later loser!" And they left, I waited for everyone to get in their classes before I got out of the bathroom.

Right when I got out of the bathroom, someone was actually a few rooms away. I scrambled quickly but he already saw my wet pants.

"Eww!" He shouted. "You peed your pants!"

I bursted out the school doors. I was running so fast I passed the speed limit. When I got home. I changed my pants and sat down on the couch. Finally, I could relax.

Later that night I lied onto my bed thinking "Why can't everyone be fair and nice?"

The next day I asked my brother, who was the opposite of me for advice on popularity.

"Easy dude you just gotta be like the other, like a few As with B's in the gradebook."

I thought about it. I think bringing grades down isn't good.

"Another thing is that you should get into sports so many people, especially fans, would all want to sit with you.

I thought about it maybe I'll just need to react and choose things like them.

It's a bit uncomfortable in new clothes buts it's more uncomfortable. I'm getting more kick me signs on me. Sometimes people hurt people I guess so now I'm wearing clothes that are kind of popular kids. I walked up to the classroom as people are pointing at me and giggling. One day I'll be doing that to be like them, I just need a person to talk to.

"Nice change." Someone said as he smacked my back. Immediately I searched my back for kick me signs. Nothing, I guess they sort of like me now. Someone else slapped me on the back, I didn't check but I should have, since a horde of pinches got me. I ripped the post it note off. I guess I look like a copy-cat.

Right now I'm waiting for the bell, everyones kicking me so its impossible to work.

"Ding Dong Dun..." Nobody cares, everybody knows class is over. I bursted out of the classroom tripping over hundreds of feet and finally escaped the horror. I sighed "What am I doing wrong?

I woke up from my bed thinking about school like before. Once again I asked my brother for help. H ewas on the couch in the living room. Jack was sleeping I didn't want to wake him so I sat there watching TV for a few hours. When he woke up he started watching tv too. He finally said "So um, are you got friends yet?"

"No, I don't I ever will either."

"Do you need more advice?"

"No, because I think they will fail now."

"Maybe, you just need to-"

"No" I interupted " It won't work no matter how hard I try it won't work."

"Actually I was just, maybe you just need to give up."

I thought about it, maybe I still could make friends without changing,

"Thanks," I said "For helping me." As I went to get my old lab coat and glasses.