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    Alright so few bits of basic information about our characters then start.


    Name: Maddie venessa jenkins.
    Age: 16
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    History:Had everything she ever wanted in life. A big house. Parents who ignore her yet supplie her with everything she needed so she didn't care if they didn't like her exisitence. She had good frind and plenty of boys chasing after her to keep her busy.

    Ok so I will start off)


    Maddie was sitting under her usual tree with her best friend Lilly. Normally she would be in her group of friends but today they all had lunch time detentions. So her and Lilly were left in peace. Maddie ran her fingers through her hair looking around she noticed there wasn't many people around. Just a few nerds and a guy by himself.

    That guy by himself, surprisingly, was me. I wasn't what you would consider your average nerd. I wasn't the kind of nerd who would sit there and discuss Yu-Gi-O or Pokémon. I wasn't the kind of nerd who would call his anime pillow his "waifu" or whatever they called it. I wasn't even that book smart. Yes, I played video games on a PC or a PS3 and/or PS4 or even an Xbox360 and/or an Xbox One. Yes, I did read alot, mainly horror, like Edgar Allen Poe or H.P Lovecraft. And yes, I didn't get in trouble, I wore glasses, I even had stuff most kids weren't suppose to have hidden in their rooms. But, yet, normal kids had that kind of stuff, so why was I a nerd? Because I had little to no friends. It's either they faked it all, they felt bad, or it just didn't last, thanks to my asperger syndrome. But, here I was, sitting in the shade, reading my H.P Lovecraft novels I had from home. Alone, as always.

    I couldn't help but read the title of the book and felt a sense of familiarity and somehow I got drawn to this stranger. Before I felt a sharp nudge in my ribcage "Lilly...top with the violence it doesn't suit you"I scolded rather stupidly since I liked to joke about with her. "Stop looking up strangers..I heard Joe lung was the next in line to court you"I heard my friend almost laugh at me. Sure there was plenty of good looking guys going around the school trying to look up my skirt. But I really wasn't intrested in all of that. Im not that type of girl, I just put on a act because my personality would properly bore people. I heard the bell go and got up with a groan heading toward my english class.

    I then looked up and began following you, going to the same class you were. I had already finished my English homework, and continued skimming through it, just to make sure everything was right. Most people walked by me, others threw stuff at me just to see any sign if care. But their was always this one guy who always seemed to have some issue with me for some odd reason, because today, like any other day, he quickly slammed me into the lockers and pinned me under him. "Sup, dirt bag?" He asked me, waiting for a response, I guessed. I didn't reply though, so his buddies cane up and began pushing me hard against lockers again. "He asked you a question, pïss hair!" One of them snarled at me, trying to offend me.

    As I waited outside class I could hear something down the hall that disturbed me. Jared...not again! I wanted to go over and stop them hurting whoever poor kid glanced at them the wrong way. Yet Lilly kept me close "Ignore it..You know what happens if we get involved...We just get it more trouble"I heard her mutter softly making me sigh. Once the teacher came me and her went into class.

    The kids continued pushing and shoving me, until one accidentally hit me, knocking my glasses right off my face. I then tried ducking down to crawl away, but they quickly caught wind of my plan and grabbed me, before deciding to hit me square in my left eye, instantly causing it to swell and blacken. They then fled as the teacher came. Of course, the teacher asked if I was alright and all, which I replied with, "Yes, I'm fine." I soon picked up my glasses, put them back on, and stumbled into class, some kids actually laughing at my new black eye. My eyes quickly met yours, and caused me to give you this look of pure hate, thinking you were laughing at me as well, before I walked to my seat all the way in the back.

    I was caught off guard by that look. I didn't do anything wrong except stand there and not help. But then Jared probably would have laid into me and although it was selfish..I knew what he was capable off. I walked in and sat at the back so I could charge my phone. Then I wrote a note just saying Sorry about Jared. and threw it at him. Just wanting him to know although I blend in well I wasn't like them. Lilly sat next to me and smiled before getting out her stationary.

    I caught the letter and dropped it, not wanting to hear some empty apology from some prep. I didn't just hate you, I just didn't like the way most treated me, so I simply guessed you were just trying to suck up. I then opened my books and waited for the lesson to start.

    I sighed watching you I had no idea why I even bothered. Theres no point since you were a nobody anyway. I just had to get through today and then I could easily forget someone so cold. "So, Jareds been blowing up my phone since you blocked him "my friend smirked just causing me to groan "I am not...understand this part...NOT interested"I replied already pissed off. I simply watched the teacher come in and start talking. Barely paying attention.

    I listen to everything the teacher said, jotting each and every single letter that cane out of his/her mouth. I knew I would pass this year, unlike most people, but I still kept up my hardest working spirit. Just like my mama always says, "Do the best you can, and maybe...just maybe, you'll be the best there ever was." I then heard him/her say something about a project, and waited for my partner, hoping that it wasn't the prep who tried to "apologize" to me.

    I just leaned on my chair as I listened to key points. Project. Partner. Author. Presentation. Dammit I knew she would make us pair up with someone we don't work with I groaned when I heard I had to be paired up with that boy who was so cold to me. I glanced at him with a sigh. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. But god this would be awkward and bad. Lilly laughed at me and I punhed her in the ribs to make her shut up.

    My eyes widen as I heard the girl's name, instantly knowing this "Madison" or "Maddie" was you. I then snarled under my breath and quickly opened my notebook, beginning to gently begin drawing in it, since the teacher gave me, and only me, permission to draw in class, thanks to this stupid high functioning autism, or asperger syndrome.

    I could see he was already angry. Miss told me to move next to him. That just made me angry. I sighed and rolled my eyes before unplugging my phone and grabbed my stuff before dropping it next to him and sitting down "Lets not make this as bad as it already is "I said quietly not wanting to have any arguements with him.

    I ignored you and continued drawing, knowing the teacher wouldn't yell at me for it. I didn't want to be your partner, so I knew I'd probably be a pain, but oh well, it must suck to be you. I simply glanced up at you and grunted, before looking back down at my paper.

    I sighed. I knew you would be difficult, but I had to get through it or my dad would yell at me. He hated my lifestyle most times I ignored him but recently I been thinking about the future and wanted to pass all my classes. Just to prove them wrong. The teacher assigned us Charles Dickens. So we would have to do a presentation on his life.

    I just got my book out and started writing a list of things to include. I may play dumb on the outside but on the inside I had a good enough level of inteligence to know you weren't going to help me and would just ignore me. Although I did nothing wrong to you. I glanced at the clock, only half an hour to go then home. Thank god then I an just get high and forget these things, why had I followed the crowd?