Dawn
I made my way to class while thinking about the mysterious boy. Wow, someone actually helped me up for a change. The world must be changing. Stop it dawn! He's just going to pretend he's your best friend and then leave you hanging just like everyone else has.My next class was art and I was glad. Art was my only class where I could express my true feelings and the teachers wouldn't hate me. You see, part of the reason I'm hated is because my mom was a prostitute. That's how she ended up with me. She had no idea who my dad was and she didn't want a kid so she just dumped me at a foster home.
The other part of the reason I'm hated is because I'm poor. Everyone in this town is either rich or poor. If you don't have the cash, you're usually hated. There are a few "poor" kids in this school, but they all have something to make up for it. If you're pretty, that makes up for your lack of cash. I'm nothing special so, yay, the world is against me.
Ms. Chen, the art teacher is Japanese and is judged for being it. Most student don't like her becuase they think she is dumb. Well, she isn't. She's actually really smart and the only person who gets me.
once I got to art class, I sat in my seat and got my portfolio ready. Becuase of my oh-so-popular status, no one sits beside me. I sat down and took my supplies out and started to doodle on a scrap piece of paper from my notebook.
"Hello, everyone,"alled Ms. Chen. "We have a new student today," she motioned to a boy at the front of the room. I gasped, it as him!
"This is Jordan O'Conner."
"Jordan," She tuned to the boy. "Why don't you go and sit with Dawn. "Dawn, please raise your hand." I raised my hand justb anough for him to be able to see where I was.
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