We all stood around the coffin as the rain beat upon our faces and the umbrellas held by those around us. We each placed a flower on therain-streaked oak coffin and watched with silent respect for the deceased as the coffin diggers finished digging the grave and began to lower the coffin into the hole. People walked away with tears in their eyes while we stood, unmoving and silent. Then we slowly turned and walked into the woods behind the cemetary.
We are the Laywood girls. We are outsiders. We are witches.
Normal day. 7:40, arrive at school. 7:45, get pushed into a locker. 7:50, get books from locker. 7:55, get pushed one last time. 8:00 start first class. 2:50, finish last class. 2:53, put books away. 2:55 get taunted and phisically abused until I break down at 3:00 and run crying home.
But that didn't happen because of the Laywood girls. Everyone likes them. They just have a likable vibe about them. You just can't not like them! And they stood up for me! Plain, old, red-headedMarcia! I hate my name...
Anyway, after being pushed to the floor, Renita (the black-haired one, who always wore dark red and dark jeans) helped me up, while Lorette (The blond who always wore dark blue shirts and black jeans) yelled at the boys, Toby andDom,who had pushed me. Florencia (the brunette, who always wore a dark green shirt and dark blue pants) picked up my books and handed them to me after Renita had moved out of the way.
I was about to say thanks when I noticedFlorencia's eyes. They were flecked with gold! I looked at Renita just as she turned away. Her eyes were like that too! I squeaked quietly, but somehow, all three girls heard me. Even Lorette who was halfway across the schoolyard. They all turned their heads toward me and stared for a moment. Then they quickly fled in the opposite direction.
As I walked home, I couldn't believe how rude that was of me. Just because someone looks a little different, I shun them? I thought, And after all their kindness to stick up for me. I would have to say thank you tomorrow at school. Little did I know, I would notbe at school tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that...