Try to figure out who each person is.

Only two more minutes and its gonna happen. briing. The bell that ends third hour has rang and its lunchtime. I hate lunch. I dont have a car, because we cant afford it so im forced to eat school lunch. I wait in line and get pushed by the other big seniors as they make thier way towards the door. Its like they dont even see me there. I grab my slice of pizza and an apple and smile at the lunch lady. She dosent smile back, have I done something wrong? As I walk past the cashiers area and into the commens im in trouble. There are lots of tables with many spots but none of them are for me. Since the begining of the year I havent made a single friend. My mom says its not my fault and it will come as time passes but its been 3 years. I walk over to the corner table and sit alone as I listen to the chorus of laughs each table has. Oh how I yearn for a friend.

Brrrring. Lunchtime. I hate lunch time. Ever since my mom got me a cadalliac ive been driving the girls out to eat. I toss the keys at my besty charlotte. You drive today. We pull up in front of Burger King and walk in to the beat of dont-cha. Even though im dieing for some fries I cant have them. I order a salad like expected. As I being to eat while discussing practice I notice the other girls look soo good and my body is just....big. I know its wrong but I cant help it. "Girls, Im going to freshin up you never know who your gonna meet." I pretend to pull something out of my purse. Lock the door get down on my hands and knees and vomit. I see everything come back up in teenier pieces. I take out my mini toothbrush and perfect my even more perfect smile and pop in a breath mint so know one will know. I stride back and tell Mellisa she can have the rest of my food. Being perfect is not as easy as it seems.

Brrring. I hate lunch. the same food over and over again. The same routine. What is lunch anyways? Its stupid meant for people who want to live in this world. Why would anyone want to. I so sit at the corner table with a couple of my best buts. We're talking about the latest death metal album. I wonder what we must look like to the people who cant stop staring at us. I used to be blond but I died my hair black. The world is one big black hole and I figured why go against the horrers and terrors. Blond hair is for people who have good lives not for people who lost their parents in a car accident. Not for orphans who cants get adopted after 7 years of being in diffrent foster homes. Not for me.

Brrring. I love lunch. Its a great time to relax and catch up on late homework. I walk up to my all girls table. I wish we sat by more boys. I wonder if their something wrong with us? Nah its not us its just that all the guys go for charlotte and her crew. I dont really mind, life goes on. I pull out my cell phone and am embarassed to say my only text message is from my mom to remind me to pick up my little sister. Theres a party saturday night for my friends birthday. Its gonna be a sleepover. Mani Pedis and truth or dare. The works. I dont get why people have partys that involve drugs and all that stuff when you can have a good time with your friends. AHh my mind is wondering off again I have chemistry homework to do.

We've just gotten into what I think is the mind of three diffrent people. Theres the loner who just cant seem to fit in anywhere or with anybody. The one who feels unseen and unheard. The one that disapears and everyone questions when they see their picture in the yearbook. Someone whos hurting for the slight attention that most of us take for granted. The second was what I want to call the "prefect cheerleader". Its kind of a sterotype everyone has. The head cheerleader is perfect and has no flaws. The perfect body hair and everything. But what they dont know is shes risking her health for that perfect body and feels like she dosent fit in just like loner boy. the fourth personality was the emo kid. The one who everyone thinks is just a wannabe. But is really just trying to show people that what their going through isent easy. Last was supposed to be a combination of your "Average girl and your "neardy" girl. I think that out of all these people she was the one best off. but thats just from my point of veiw.

Next time after the third hour bell look around. Do you see these people? Are you these people?

Song of the day:
You belong with me taylor swift

Quote of the day:
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see.