First blog..Kind of excited (: Not really much of a blogger, also I'm really busy so please, don't be mad if I don't update EVERY DAY. K? K! Here's the first post! Enjoy! ;P

Two girls, both freshman, stand in front of our biology teacher's room, talking. Two more go and join them, possibly gossiping, most likely complaining about the four hour test we just finished. One girl writing in a composition notebook; The other students look at her as if she's the alien and they're the humans. She looks at them as though she's the one holding the pen, because she is. She controls their story, or at least what goes on the paper. Groups merge, a crowd assembles, two teachers walk among the students, talking quietly. Couples hold hands, hug, whisper things they're too afraid to say out loud. A few feet away a group sits, talking, about what, the writer doesn't know. Old friends, people she doesn't know, people that know of her skills but not her name. These people don't know her, except for a select few. Alone, always alone; always writing; thinking, planning. That's how she prefers it. There's more anger in her than people know, or would guess. These people, her classmates, disregard her, label her as the unsociable nerd, the band geek who's always alone. Well, they're wrong!





(Hehe I like colors! ~ Kailyn!)