"Ash, go bring this to your PE teacher."
"Ok."
All those empty words, they don't mean anything.
"And the person who scored the first on the test is...Ash!"
Laughter in the crowed, calling me nerd, useless, introvert, ugly, scar-faced.
"Everyone quiets down, now go and sit down ash."
whispers and rumours all around about me.
The bell rings and just another meaningless lunch.
"Ash!" Shouts someone, The voice is unfamiliar.
"ASH!" The voice gets louder, I cover my ears while sliding behind a door.
"Huh? I knew he went this way." Said the person in confusion.
I hope he wasn't another one of those bullies.
"Did you find scar-faced?" Said another voice.
So he was another one of these bullies.
"No, and don't call him scar-faced, he has a name you know!" He said. Well, he was a bit different.
once I couldn't hear any of them, I left and went home.
"Ash!" That voice again. Who is that? And why do I care?
"Who are you?" I asked.
"I'm Oliver."Said Oliver, standing tall. "Well, go away, Oliver. I don't want to talk to anyone." I sighed, turning to walk away.
"What's wrong with you? I just wanted to be your friend." He said, in a disgusted voice.
Everyone's like this, trying to talk and when I refuse, they get mad.
"It doesn't matter, I'll keep pestering you until you talk to me!" he said, running off. well, he's different. I've never met someone like him.
"Hm...This seems interesting..." I thought out loud.
I hope he gives up soon, I don't want to get involved in any drama...
Something big's going to come up...I know it.