I wake up. Another day at school. Crap where is my confident attitude? I have show choir auditions today. I am going to give it my all and be okay with the results. I start to head down to breakfast. I eat it as fast as I can and get dress. I feel so alone. That death stare Ashely gave me was super scarey, but somehow I don't feel threatened. All I am scared about is losing my friends and being all alone. I'm scared... I'm monophobic. I hop on the bus in deep thought. My day will probably be like hell. Two weeks ago on the first day I was happy. Until that stare. I could fight with words and violence. I can't really choose violence since of school. Which is bad news for my enemy. Misinformation is awesome to play with. I don't play with it much but it is always there as an option to use. I feel a lot safer. Yeah misinformation is always an option.

I go to my locker. I feel numb. I feel tired. I go to reading. No one has really been talking to me. I am scared. No where in my life have I felt so scared. I bear a smile but my eyes show sadness. I'm lonely. I start laughing like a madman. Oh how good it felt to stand up to Ashely! I don't give a damn if she hates me. I know she won't get rid of me yet. I'm to useful in the talking section, and I've know her secrets for the past four years. So yeah I'm fricken evil. I'm also weak. Should I care? Maybe because if I ever felt like it I could be destroyed mentally or physically. All these emotions are tangled up inside me, so I don't realize someone is staring at me until I get a really uncomfortable feeling. I stop laughing, it's Olivia.

"Cat, are you okay?" She asked.

"When am I ever?"

"Cat, you've been secluding yourself and for you that's not normal."

"Olivia I'm fine."

"Are you sure?"

"YES! I'm just stressed out from school, I'll be more talkative next week."

"That's what you said last week." Shoot. She got me there.

"I promise on my soul that I will be more talkative and social." Olivia and I are huge Undertale fans. I love AUs she loves the original game.

"Fine, okay. So what are you doing for your art project?"

"I'm doing a clay sculpture of Naptablook as a neko."

"Ahhhh! Seriously."

"Yep. Well got to go to class." I walk to reading. I notice another person is looking at me, and I bet I know who. I go into class. I'm tired and weak. That's a problem. I'm numb. I just don't know what to feel anymore.