The Kid In The Back Of The Room
She was in ninth grade. Blonde. Overweight, but not grotesquely.
Pretty blue eyes. She was smart, undeniably smart; even the people
who didn't know her agreed. But she was very quiet, which was
strange, especially for a high schooler. When people would gossip
about her (which was a rare occasion in itself), all they could say
was that she was quiet and nice. They new she was nice because she
wasn't the kind of kid to ever say no. This included but
wasn't limited to giving answers to homework, allowing people
to cheat off of her during tests/quizzes, doing more than her part
in group projects, etc. And that was all that was known about her.
She was just the kid spoke to no one but her tiny group of friends.
They claim that she is just shy, and actually very funny in a crude
kind of way, but none of the other kids will ever understand
that.
She will always be the kid in the back of the room.
I know because I am her.