After what Ann-Marie said to me, I feel devastated. I just made myself enemies in a day, without doing anything. Poor Avery, I wish I could relate to what she’s been through. The bell rings as I walk up to my locker, trying not to look as depressed as I ever am. 

• - So, Nora, Nora, Nora... Guess you’ve made yourself some enemies huh? asks Jules as I unlock my locker. 

• - Obviously. Hey, do you know about Avery? 

• - Of course, it is a big drama here. I am sure you have heard about Mike. Mike is Ann-Marie's brother, whom Avery broke up with a while ago. Ann-Marie was so frustrated to see her brother like that that she wanted Avery to feel bad, even you. 

• - Wait, are you serious? Couldn’t she simply mind her own business? I mean...I answer as I start putting my backpack on 

• - I am. And hey, I am her boyfriend. Gotta go, I have someone to make chill.... he says as he runs to Ann-Marie at the end of the hallway. 

I frown, flustered that he left so early...I thought I made a friend. But nope. Afterwards, I start heading to the bus, and it quickly goes. I stare out the window, thinking about Avery, Ann-Marie, and Jules. I wish I didn’t get involved in that. At least, I’m alone in my bus seat, so nobody speaks up.  The engine stops as I get out and start walking towards my grandparents’... I can’t stop thinking about everything that just happened today... 

• - Hey Nor-Nor! How was your first day at school? Asks my father as he greets me gently. 

I groan, a little annoyed that he used the nickname that my mother used to name me when I was just a little kid. 

• - Don’t call me that. And no, today was trash *–language-* as fuck... Leave me alone already. 

• - Nora, I’m sorry. You do not have to speak to me with that tone of voice...I’m just concerned about what my little Nora is feeling. You never told me anything, it is about time you opened up. 

I sigh, feeling guilty about the way I talked to my father. I wish I didn’t talk so spontaneously, and I wish he knew that I didn’t mean it... 

• - Look, I’m sorry, dad, but I don’t want to talk today, okay? I’m sorry... 

My father gives me a concerned smile with a slight frown...He leaves me in the streets, looking unhappy. Sh!t. I upset him...I enter the home, avoiding eye contact with any family members. I entered my room and shut the door behind me, not wanting to talk with anyone else than my diary. 

“Dear diary, today was the worst day of my life. Okay, not as bad as the day mom died but whatever.  

I’ve been passing through a lot, and now Avery is sad. She was happy, but I think I made her sad. I have no idea how that happened. 

 I can at least say that Ann-Marie had some kind of anger issues. Who’s Ann-Marie? Well....It’s a girl from school. She used to know Avery, and the only thing I know is that she made Avery sad. So... she tried making me sad. And it worked. 

 Hmh. I couldn’t do anything to help. I always feel guilty. I feel like the world is falling, as if life is just a dream. I once told Avery about it but she said she couldn’t relate... I wish she did. 

Today, I thought I had a new friend. Jules. A handsome sporty boy, whom I discovered later to be Ann-Marie's boyfriend. I don’t have feelings for him, but I was at least wishing he could be a friend...Now that Avery’s gone to the ancient school...Sometimes, I feel like nobody’s going to save us. The teenagers. Even though I’m not happy, I guess I can give hope a try... But that’ll be hard...”