I sit down on the side and look around the gym class, the teacher still hasent come. So i sit there alone, with no friends.. just a miserable life. I stutter often, and my parents hit me because of it, because they think its embarrassing. I keep my hood up as i cover the scars on my arms from SH. I look up when i hear the door open.. A beautiful girl walks in who looks atleast a year older than us 17 year olds.