Outcast

Chapter 2

What happened last......

.......I get into class and I see Dana. I'm so happy.

"Kelly!!!" she shouts.

"Dana!!!" I reply.

What a great start to the day.

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"Welcome class," says Mrs. Johnston.

Dana and I sit next to each other. In the back of the class.

My sister walks in.

What is she doing here? I thought.

"Oh hi loser we got put in the same classes this year so what ever you do don't talk to me cause people will think I'm turning to be like you which ha would never happen because everyone loves me," my sister says with her snotty attitude.

"Wow what a freak,"  says Dana.

" I know," I reply.

"I can't believe you have to live with her."

"I know could someone please kill me what am I going to do when I'm stuck in the classes with her that your not in?"

"I don't know, but we'll figure something out."

"Ladies in the back! Don't make me send you up front," yells the teacher.

"Sorry. Mrs Johnston," I say.

Math class goes by super slow I hate Calculus and my sister isn't making this any better school was my one place besides lunch time she wasn't there to shove everything she has and I don't in her face. Finally, the bell rings and I head of to Social Studies too bad Dana isn't in my class.

I walk in.

"Hey loser!" yells my sister.

"Leave me alone Melanie," I say.

"There's a seat right over there."

She points to the seat away from everyone next to the kid the call smelly Larry. The name is self explanitory.

I walk over and sit down could this day get any worse I thought.

"Hi," he says.

"Hey," I reply.

We didn't talk the rest of class.

Language Arts went by fast except for my sister annoyed me and humiliated me as usual.

At lunch Dana and I took our usual place in the bathroom on the other side of campus that no one uses at that time. We eat and talk about our day. I explain how terrrible Melanie is being.

The rest of the day went pretty , much the same way.

At the end of the day, I meet up with Melanie before I walk home.

"Hey," I say.

"Hey text me tonight," she says.

"You know it."

"I wish you luck tonight."

"I think I'm going to try and go to the police instead of going to school tomorrow I'll bring my phone and text you about it."

"Sounds like a plan."

"Bye."

"Bye."

I start walking home.

Melanie drives by in her car.

"Hey loser," she shouts.

I look right in time to get splashed in the face by the puddle that so happened to be right next to me. I hate my life.