I walked down the crowded hallways to my locker. I wondered if people knew that I existed.I've been here all the high school years,yet no one looks or talks to me. That new kid Harry came yesterday and BAM! He's popular. Just because of his looks. I mean he was a bit hot.....who am I kidding? He is too hot! Why am I even thinking about this?

I threw my phone on my bed when I got home. My dad wasn't home yet. My dad worked as a chef and boy did he make a one of a kind pasta. I sat on my bed, bored out of my mind. Maybe if I was one of those popular girls I would be hanging out with my friends at the mall or going on dates with the hot guys. The popular girls have all they want. Must be nice.

I didn't know I had fallen asleep until I heard the door being opened, signalling that my dad was home. Oh and in case you were wondering where my mom was, she's dead. I crawled out of my bed and went downstairs to hang with my dad. He's pretty cool. In my dictionary at least.

"Hi dad!" I greeted and gave him the usual hug that he receives after work everyday." Hello sweetheart." He said and kissed my cheek. "So, what're we having for dinner?" I asked and he smiled. He didn't need to answer me, I knew he had made his signature pasta that I very much adored. We sat down and ate whiles we talked about random stuff.

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I sat at my usual spot in the back. I gotta admit, sometimes, it's easier when you're invisible. I was enjoying my invisibility until Harry looked at me. He was to my right, and I was staring at the board which was in front, so I saw him, you know what I mean right? Yeah. I was totally freaking out! He noticed me. This has got to be the worst day of my life! I know you're thinking 'what's wrong with catching the attention of the hot guy?' Well i'll tell what's wrong wrong with that. He's gonna come over to talk, then all the bitches and the jerks will also come over, and the only thing that will come out of their mouths will be insults. I don't want that.

"Hi, are you new here too?" He stopped in front of me and asked one of the most disturbing questions ever. "No." I said barely above a whisper. I think that is the most I've spoken my entire high school year. Why? I do not know. "What?" He didn't hear me. Great! I just shook my head mad tried not to have a panic attack when I saw the daughter of the devil, Sandra, walking over to my desk. " she doesn't talk much does she?" He asked Sandra. He could have just asked me! "No. She murmurs stuff when you ask her a question but you never hear a word. Such a freak." She whispered the last words. Not really a whisper, it was loud enough for me too hear. I just chose to ignore it and look away. I blinked rapidly to stop the tears. It had to be the best moment of my life when they finally left.

I was walking to my next period when I felt someone's presence. I turned around. Harry. "So Sandra said you were a freak. I don't think you're a freak." He said and my heart melted. "Really?" My loudest word today. " Ha! Freak! You really thought someone who doesn't talk at school for no reason wasn't a freak?" He asked and I before I knew what was happening, I run into the bathroom and started bawling my eyes out. I liked it so, so, so much when I was invisible. When will I have the turn to enjoy life?

Notes

Hey guys, if you are wondering, Sandra manipulated Harry into thinking that Clover was a freak.
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