Ever felt a tear fall on her wrist before covering up her latest scar. She was tired of crying in the corner of her isolated room. She was tired of putting on faces for people she knew would only come to dissapoint her in the future. The days here were getting longer and longer,…
“Fine, thank you.” she said, softly, amazed by his kindness. “Most people here would flip her off and walk the other way. “I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Ever Moore!” she said with a large smile as she extended a hand to him. He had a kind looking face, but as Ever knew all too well, people could be very decieving. “Are you new here? I try to get to know everyone, but this school is so big and there’s such a large variety of people and there’s-” Ever stopped her rambling, a habit she could never break herself of when she was nervous. She took a breath and tugged on her sleeves. “Sorry. How are you liking Chilton?” she asked calmly, her lips still pulled into a warm smile.