Host of Geek Club, Habiba Begum [portable ebook reader .TXT] 📗
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Actually scratch that. I am too good for them. Who needs them right? They'l just talk about crap I don't care about like 'did you see so and so on Tv last night?" And make plans to meet up during the holidays ans such. I'ts better off if i just stay on my own. Way too cool for them. You heard of the lone ranger? Yeah, that's me.
I look at my bottle and realise I drank it all. Great, now I have to refill it. I get up and leave with my bottle. No one looks back. Am I invisible or something? Fools. I stare at the water fountain. Why is my life like this? Why doesn't anyone talk to me? What do I lack?
I get a text. I take out my phone. I must look really popular taking my phone out. Someone must notice me now? Three boys suddenly walk over to me. Yay!
"Excuse me?"
The girl is quite cute. What class is she in? Is she gonna ask me out? Please be a yes!
"Y-y-yeah?" I feel like Ive had surgery on my mouth and that's why I can't talk.
"Can you move? I need to get some water. Thanks"
I say nothing. No expression whatsoever. I nod and walk away. On second thought I don't think she suits my taste. I walk back to my classroom.
Huh? Uhh where's my seat?? The chair is gone! What do I do now? Stupid brainlesa fools! How dare they steal MY chair?! I growl softly and and find another place. Staring into each room and doorway I realise the only place I can find a seat is outside on the bench. I take out my egg sandwhich and take a huge bite. Why do these happen to only me? Is my life always going to be like this? I look up to he grey dull sky. It looks as though it's going to rain. I really don't care.
The sky darkenes and rain patted gently to the ground. The tree gave little shelter but I guesa this is the only place i can be at peace and not feel bad, but the truth is, I still do. I think Iv'e reached my limit now. I have tried many times to make friends, to improve myseld and all sorts, but every time I've failed! I wish a miracle could happen ans that my life changes. PLEASE! Even though It's freazing cold, I'm glad It's raining. Now no one can see my teara falling as I eat, alone. I actually do really, really, hate my life.
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