The new girl.

She was scared and 

she was lost.

 She was there and 

then she wasn't.

Why is she scared?

Her hair covers her beautiful blue

eyes, her hands covers her pretty smile.

She sat by herself where ever

she was.

She never sat by anyone.

She never said a thing. 

She never answered questions.

All she did was sit in her

seat quiet as a mouse.

The new girl,

got picked on 

cause she nevered talked 

to a soul, she never put

herself out there until 

she took that one huge 

step to friendship and

learned to enjoy peoples' company.