When lunch ended, we went to go to cheer practice, I went directly over to Isabella. To be honest I was concerned about Kim.

"Hey do you know what's wrong with Kim?" I asked

She looked at me with those intense blue eyes of hers.

"No, she seems pretty fine to me. Why?

"Oh, nothing.." I lied and walked away

I was pretty sure something was up, and I wanted to know what.

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When cheer practice ended, I had no feeling what so ever to talk to my cheer members. Sometimes I felt like I didn't belong. I have dark skin, and black hair, because I'm Hispanic while almost all the Cheer squad members were white and had blond hair, in my opinion they were perfect, stereotypical, cheerleaders.

Since I didn't want to talk to them and I mean any of them, I went to go under the bleachers. I didn't want to be noticed, so walking slowly and carefully I reached them, looking back to make sure no one saw me I went under.

It was dark with little light, there was trash littered everywhere because apparently people didn't know how to throw away their garbage. I walked slowly trying to avoid any trash, failing in the process because I tripped and landed face first, at first I didn't feel a thing, until I felt a burning sensation coming from my nose and then pain. Instinctively brought my hand to my nose and touched it gently cringing in pain.

"Owwww" I whispered

I sat down leaning my back against the wall. Since it was the gym bleachers, to be honest I would have preferred it if we were outside because then it wouldn't have hurt as much if I fell out there, but nooo we had to be inside today. It wasn't until then that I felt like someone was staring at me, I turned my head slowly a little freaked out and scared that I might see someone from the squad and partially hoping that it was my brain getting to me.

That's when I saw him.