It was high school. Everybody knows everybody and everybody was in a " Group". I was in the undicited group. I wasn't a prep but wasn't a goth. I liked a little of color but hated pink. My hair was died black and was what the " Judgers" called scene. My hair was long and cut on an angle and people had told me i had bright blue eyes. I wore heavy make-up evey day to make myself look " atractable". I had had a boyfriend at the time but then be did something and that was deed that I would never forget. This is my story.