Why I hide my love...

I looked in the mirror at my bright red hair and big blue eyes. Why did I have to be a red head. I walked out of the girls bathroom and their I saw them. The chearleaders.
Look its the fire truck Rose the head chearleader said. I hate how they call me these things.
I bet she lets all the firefighters ride her One of her little preps blurted out. I was geting anoyed. Really anoyed I didnt have time for thier crap I needed to get to class.
You know what im done talking to you! I said pushing past them. Ug I look nuthing like a fire truck.
I made it to history just as the bell rang to the teacher I was late. Grate my freshman year and im already haveing problems. I left the room seeing how the teacher wouldnt let me in I went to the libary. I started reading a book on revenge. I was a rebal no friends and everyone teased me for my hair. It was three days till my fifteenth birthday and my father was unaware of what to do. If I had a mom this would be easy but she left when I was three.
I was suposed to be lerning about world war one but insted i was lerning how to hang u bra from a flag pole. It was a good idea but used to often so no good to me I needed to be origonal.
Ehem Bell what are you doing out of class? It was the libaryan Mrs. Cansel I was in trouble.