it starts soon. in exactly fourteen days.

she's not ready.

she's socially awkward, and incapable of making any human contact.

she's scared just thinking about it.

she knows it will be the same people she's gone to school with for two years. but her heart pounds, because she just won't be facing school.

she'll be facing reject

the feeling of stupidity

the students

the teachers

it's scary to her.

she has friends but she knows she cares about them more then they'll ever care about her.

the word partners strikes fear in her heart every time the teacher says it, because she knows no one will pick her.

there was only one person that would ever ask to be her partner but she's gone. and for the first time, she misses her.

schools hard. homework. assignments. math. teachers. ass-hat kids.

she doesn't do the work because she's not smart enough. she knows her mom will be disappointed in her. she can almost hear her screams.

she acts like she doesn't care but she does. she knows she'll cry. she'll feel the tears trickle down her face.

but yet everytime the teacher hands her a work sheet. It'll sit there, until the bell rings. she'll pick it up and shove it somewhere. and she doesn't care. it doesn't matter anyway.

nothing does.

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