"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?!" hollered a voice. Grace didn't turn around to see who the person was. THere wasn't time for that she had come up with an excuse, she refused to be taken to some shrink to pretend to care. "I scraped my arm against a sharp edge of the stall. I had to get some toliet paper to stop the bleeding. Is there a problem?" "No i just ment what are you doing wearing that sweater it is sooo not this century." Heather.. how did i not see this coming? "Next time wear something i can make more fun of.. k?" And with that Heather left the bathroom leaving behind her a trail of anger. "God i hate her!!" Grace yelled. "You and the rest of the school." came a quiet voice from behind her. Grace turned around quickly to be faced with a girl she had never seen before. "i'm sorry i'm Brianna.." She outstretched her hand to Grace in a friendly manner Grace wiped her hand on her paper towel and took her new aquantiance's hand. "Hi i'm Grace." "You seem like your going through some rough times.*she paused and looked at Grace's arm* You'd better get that arm of yours checked out." "ahh.. DONT tell anyone please.. i couldn't bare the stares i.." "Dont worry about it.' Brianna lifted her sleeve to reveal an arm full of multiple dark lines "Your secret is safe with me. Maybe we have more in common than you know." "Do you have lunch now?" "Actually, lunch is over but yea i would normally have lunch at this time." "Do you think maybe we could talk tomorrow. Dont tell neone but i sit alone so maybe at least tomorrow we could talk?" "HAHa you kno if we took all the people at school who sit alone we'd dominiate this school. I"m one of those people too. Well i'll see you tomorrow i gotta be leaving." "Bye." Maybe.. for the first time i'll have someone accept me for me... no no Grace dont get your hopes up.