A frigid and empty christmas day one she’ll never forget, but wait we’re getting ahead of ourselves. This simple tale of woe, just might be in fact more than what it seems. Let us go back to the begining, shall we? An ill mannered teen age girl, thinking she has the world all figured out. Little did she know, it was just the begining.

Every teenager has to deal with high school and all it’s painful memories and after effects. She went through it everyday with a smile on her face and making sure that everyone was having a good time. Known for her terrible yet chilled anger, she fought for those who couldn’t, those who were being picked on for no reason. A girl trying to make the unfair world… fair. She couldn’t tell for sure if anyone liked her, but she didn’t care, she did what she thought was just.

To be liked or loved, to just fit in is what most would want. All she wanted was love and to be left alone in peace. As well as everyone should be in peace not confrontation. So days go by no one notices how things really are for her. Until one day while she was in an art class, watching someone who she had crushed on forever it seemed.

Feeling a bit mislead knowing she was with someone else but was always unhappy. No one could ever make her happy, or so she thought. When she stood next to that boy, her heart lifted slightly but ever so carefully as to not get hurt like all the times before. It felt different motioning closer to him catching glimpses of him looking at her as she did the same to him. She could only dream of him grasping the way she felt for him.

The moment passed as they both went back to working on their projects. Left with the feeling that it was nothing more than that, a moment, nothing more. She went back to fighting against those who were unjust. Fighting for nothing other than peace and love, yes I know, sounds a little off doesn’t it? All the while giving those who were kind and humble to enjoy their time at this hell hole of a school. She heads into the back room, as her voice raises booming the back workroom with sound.

“What’re you doing!?”