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I sit in silence, looking around at the students in my history class. I wonder if any of them would actually talk to me... probably not.

Ari had her pencil in hand. It hovered above the first question. Why am I so dumb? She places her hands on her face, hoping she doesn't cry.

(It’s fine ^^)

(hey! Sorry for the interruption, am I allowed to join. It seems quite interesting)

(Why not! You will be the last person to join^^

(alright, thanks alot )

The monotonous sound of shuffling papers was briefly interrupted by the soft click of the door closing. A little shadow had slipped inside without notice – aside from the shut of the door, and slunk to the back of the room, sinking into a seat on the door side of the class. Eerie’s shaggy, choppily layered, black hair was a little frazzled, her chunky bangs hanging messily across her forehead, and she seemed to try hiding under them. But, there was no hiding those eyes of her’s. Those big, blue orbs that were rather owl-like. She wore a white blouse under a black cardigan and a black, knee-high pleaded skirt, Mary-Janes on her dainty feet. Her outfit had red fruit punch poured down the front, a minor assault from a cheerleader just looking to get laughs from her friends. She’d wasted ten minutes in the restroom, trying to ebb the stain away, but all it had earned her was a tardy to History. Her naturally pink pigmented were flushed even redder with embarrassment.

All schools had at least one of those kids, those odd balls, those quiet ones that seemed to just see everything, but say nothing. Eerie was one of them. A weird, dark little girl that others tended to target because, well, it was easy.

She tucked her head down, keeping it focused on her desk, where she’d cracked open the history text book and was awaiting the homework sheet. Underneath the old textbook was a leather bound journal, her little happy place, filled with things that would make others frown.

Aboki arose to the obnoxious sound of sirens around his neighbourhood, he sits up and rubs his eyes. He looks at the time and his eyes widen, he stands up, get changed into a black hoodie along with some black jeans and his shoes were a complete contrast, they were pure white. He got his backpack and walked to school carefree. His hair was scruffy and it covered one of his eyes, he walked past the gates and one of the teachers scolded him

I quietly do my homework in the back of the class room, my black hair getting in my way and I flip it to the side

Jax soon as continued to jot stuff down. A slight sigh released from his lips. As he looked around and waved at Ari. Before being quiet once again and focusing on his school work.

The silence was deafening. It was disturbing. She takes out a notebook, and begins to draw. She didn't know what she was drawing half the time. She just transferred her feelings into a picture.

I quickly finish the easy homework and put it in my binder and sit silently. It’s not like I have the money to but books or anything fun except a phone for emergencies, so what is there to do except stare at my desk? I mean, I get bullied often and no one will like me if they talk to me, so what’s the point in trying...

Ari pushes the papers off of her desk to the boy in front of her in an attempt to give up. He had black hair, and was invisible to her until now.

I flinch a little at the sudden movement in front of me and I look up at the girl in front of me with a questioning gaze. ...?

"Sorry." She mumbles, picking up the blank papers.

‘It’s fine.’ I say barley above a whisper.

Jax soon looked over to see what just happened. He didn't say a word just lightly shook his head and then looked back at his paper which was pretty much finished all he was doing now was drawing skulls on it.

I flip my hair a bit and look at the clock. Almost time to go...

The teacher walks up to Ari, whispering something in her ear. She nods. He clears his throat, getting the attention of the class. "I'd like to let you guys know that this year there will be a tutoring program. Any of you can sign up to tutor or be tutored. Some of you have signed up for one already." He pauses. "Ariella here," Ari winces at her full name, "Is going to be paired up with someone in this class. Do we have any volunteers?"