I flopped on my bed and burried my head in my pillow. I screamed, frustrated with everything in my life. I wanted the tears to come, but they wouldn’t.

Today had been horrible. The school day had dragged on for hours, and just put me in a worse mood as my ‘friends’ continued to not notice. I kept my hopes from falling into utter dispear with the thought of talking to Trevor tonight.

I screamed into my pillow again, thinking about mine and Trevor’s conversation earlier. He had had a bad day to… and I felt bad for him and all. It just seemed he didn’t care about my problems. I was just sick and tired of him not acting like he cares at all.

I left the house for a few hours. I just needed to get away, but it didn’t help. My friends still didn’t notice, and so I came home feeling utterly alone.

I went on my computer and saw a note from Trevor. I read the note and felt my heart sqeeze as the tears that had been threatening to spill all day, finally did.