by Ciara M.

Created on: March 16, 2010

“You have got to be kidding me. Don’t you have any sense of fashion?” Jordyn looked up from her book as she saw her friends walking over, laughter and skepticism on their face. Amber was holding the note that she had passed her in class. Usually it wasn’t a good idea to get Amber’s attention, but she had seemed in a good enough mood until she saw what Jordyn was wearing. 

“These clothes are comfy. I don’t think their much of a problem.”

“Those colors are painful to see together. Its worth dropping the comfy deal.”

Sighing, Jordyn changed the subject. “You got my note. What do you know about Damian?” The note had been written right after the science fair assignments. This was how it read: 

“What do you  think  you are going to do for the science  fair? Can you believe the teacher partnered me with Damian?”

“I know something!” piped up Penny, the gossip girl of their friendship group. “Caiden doesn’t like him.”

“Penny, everybody knows Caiden and Damian aren’t the best of friends.” sighed Maria dramatically.

“Anyway, Jordyn, maybe a better wardrobe tomorrow weird girl?”

Jordyn sank into her book once more as Amber, Maria, and Penny walked away laughing at that last comment. They had to have their fun, she supposed, but why did they have to always tease her? Her clothes weren’t that weird, just behind the times. And then there was Damian, her new science fair partner. It was no wonder she was surprised at her assignment. She didn’t know him real well. All anyone knew really was that he was the grade’s recluse and that, of course, Caiden didn’t really like him. You could see he picked on him every now and then, but only occasionally, she thought. It wasn’t like her and her group of friends. They picked on her all the time…

On the other side of the playground, Damian couldn’t have disagreed more. He always dreaded recess break because of that stupid athlete. Caiden was the most popular boy in the grade. His hair was the color of nutmeg, but it was the tanned fists that he usually had to worry about. It seemed nobody really cared what Caiden and his group of bullies did. They just stood around, not doing anything, ignoring the bruises he would have the next day.

Damian snapped out of his reverie as the crunch of the wood chips announced Caiden’s

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