"Hello." I ব্যক্ত to a boy sitting পরবর্তি to me in English. I was hoping that they would be like Brett. This boy had purple eyes with gray flakes inside. His blonde hair was shoulder length and his bangs were covering his face.
He smiled at me. "Hey..." He ব্যক্ত and leaned over to me. "What's your name?" He seemed pretty nice right now.
"I'm Leighton. What's yours?" I asked.
"Chase. I like your shirt." I looked down. It did look pretty nice. But I noticed that his eyes stared at my chest area for a little too long. I used my hand to cover it up. I think পরবর্তি time I'll wear my শার্ট that ব্যক্ত 'My face is so not down here.'
"Thanks. So how's America like?" He shrugged. He let his eyes travel down to the front of my pants. This was making me really uncomfortable.
"Oh আপনি know. Nice." He shrugged. He was still staring. I quickly took my backpack and put it on the place that he was standing. Finally, he looked at my face. I decided to ignore him after that... I guess he wasn't like Brett at all.
"Well hello class! Today we are diving right into introductions... I bet আপনি guys don't want to hear all about people you've known for a long time, but we do have a few new students.... I would like to start with the front row." She pointed to the first student. I wasn't really listening to the people talking. I didn't even know it was my turn until Chase nudged me.
"My name is Leighton. I'm from Paris, and I've lived there all my life. My interest are mostly watching tv and computer things. I think পাঠ করা is alright. My favourite sport is soccer. And yeah..." I ended it. I sat down.
There was somebody who rose their hand. "Yeah, I have a question. Why did আপনি সরানো to America again?" I remembered her as Casey. I didn't really like her, at all. Like how she hated me.
"Well, I don't have a reason. My mom wanted a larger range of things to take a picture of I guess..." She rolled her eyes and snorted.
"Really? Paris is so much আরো better than USA. Tell your mother to সরানো আপনি back." The teacher stopped her from talking.
"Casey! That's a horrible thing to say! Leighton, of course nobody wants আপনি to leave! We want আপনি to feel welcomed here! Please, enjoy staying here!" She smiled warmly. I smiled back.
"Thank you." I sat down. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. That was embarassing. And the worst part is, I'm sitting in the front, where people can continue to stare at me and I can't do anything about it.
When English class was over, I went to Art. I was pretty sure that this class wouldn't have anybody nice, but someone came up to me.
"Hello." she ব্যক্ত and smiled. She wasn't as pretty as Casey, but she was still gorgeous. She had short, black, curly hair, and stunning gray eyes. "I'm Carrie. I heard that you're new."
I nodded and smiled back. "Yeah. My name is Leighton! I moved here from Paris!" She nodded in understanding.
"Well, I better get to class..." I quickly walked away. I couldn't help but wonder why that girl, who seemed so nice, would go and hang out with Casey.
When I got to Art class, I sat down near the back. I was early so the whole classroom was kind of empty. I took out my binder and sat there waiting. I doodle on my paper, before I felt somebody sitting beside me.
"Why hello again." Brett ব্যক্ত and smiled at me. His পান্না eyes looked at me in happiness.
"Hey Brett." I was glad that somebody nice was in my class. It made me feel a whole lot better, knowing that I wouldn't be the new loner.
"How was English?" he asked. Girls came around him and talked to him, but he was just ignore them. They got irritated and left.
"It was alright. I met a boy named Chase and a girl named Carrie. Yeah, Chase was really awkward, and I think Carrie is pretty nice."
"Chase with purple eyes?" asked Brett and I nodded. "God, that guy is such a pervert! আপনি should stay away from him, alright?" He sounded like he was in so much controll, that I had to nod. "Good, then."
"So how was French?" I asked.
"Bien!" He smiled. I think he lacked a lot of adjectives. I can't wait to ace French. "I have Madame Dominel. আপনি have her too, right?" I nodded.
"She's easy. Don't worry about it!"
"Oh did আপনি forget that I was from Paris?" He looked embarassed.
"Hehe... Oh yeah." He gave an awkward laugh. The teacher came into the class and then told us our assignment. Today was free day, and we got to do anything artistic. Brett and I went to get some paint.
I drew a বৃক্ষ and an apple. It was about as artistic as I can get. I'm really bad at art. Brett drew this amazing, colourful scene on his canvas. It was a sunset with colours exploding everywhere. I watched in amazement as he continued to paint.
He let me watch him until he was done. Then he examined my work. "Er... It could use some work." He smiled brightly and started to draw the background of mine.
"Hey! Stop ruining it!" I ব্যক্ত and used my green paint and coloured his arm. He looked at me before using yellow and putting it on to my arm.
We continued to colour each others arms until our hands were so many different colours. He got a lot of paint on my white শার্ট and I got some on to his.
"BRETT! LEIGHTON! WHAT HAVE আপনি JUST DONE?" demanded the teacher.
"Painting..." ব্যক্ত Brett sheepishly.
"Well, আপনি two are going to take yourselves, and go to the সাজঘর to wash up. আপনি can go to the cafeteria afterwards. And because today is the first দিন of school, আপনি may be off with a warning. পরবর্তি time, আপনি will serve detention." She dismissed us. We went to get our stuff and headed over to the washrooms.
"I have no other clothes... Isn't it great? Messed up skinny jeans and coloured clothes." I rolled my eyes. This is a really bad start to school. Now nobody would want to talk to me.
"Oh don't whine." he ব্যক্ত and walked into the boys' washroom. I walked into the girls, and used water to wash my arms. I poured a little water on to my শার্ট and tried to wipe it off. But it was already stained, and it wouldn't come out. I think I was in the সাজঘর for a little too long, because while I was blowdrying my shirt, the ঘণ্টা rang.
I was pretty sure that Brett was already done, so I took my sweet time. But there were girls that came into the room, and I quickly left when I realized who it was. Casey.
I walked out and saw that the place was completely crowded. I walked around people with people shoving me.
I felt somebody's hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I saw that it was Chase. Brett's voice rang in my eyes. "You should stay away from him."
"Hey, Leighton. Do আপনি want to sit with me at lunch?" I quickly shook my head.
"Plans..." I said, slowly walking away from him. Then I hit something hard. It was somebody's locker. "Oops! I'm sorry!" I turned around ran face-to-face with Brett.
"Do those plans include me?" he asked, holding up a sweater.
He smiled at me. "Hey..." He ব্যক্ত and leaned over to me. "What's your name?" He seemed pretty nice right now.
"I'm Leighton. What's yours?" I asked.
"Chase. I like your shirt." I looked down. It did look pretty nice. But I noticed that his eyes stared at my chest area for a little too long. I used my hand to cover it up. I think পরবর্তি time I'll wear my শার্ট that ব্যক্ত 'My face is so not down here.'
"Thanks. So how's America like?" He shrugged. He let his eyes travel down to the front of my pants. This was making me really uncomfortable.
"Oh আপনি know. Nice." He shrugged. He was still staring. I quickly took my backpack and put it on the place that he was standing. Finally, he looked at my face. I decided to ignore him after that... I guess he wasn't like Brett at all.
"Well hello class! Today we are diving right into introductions... I bet আপনি guys don't want to hear all about people you've known for a long time, but we do have a few new students.... I would like to start with the front row." She pointed to the first student. I wasn't really listening to the people talking. I didn't even know it was my turn until Chase nudged me.
"My name is Leighton. I'm from Paris, and I've lived there all my life. My interest are mostly watching tv and computer things. I think পাঠ করা is alright. My favourite sport is soccer. And yeah..." I ended it. I sat down.
There was somebody who rose their hand. "Yeah, I have a question. Why did আপনি সরানো to America again?" I remembered her as Casey. I didn't really like her, at all. Like how she hated me.
"Well, I don't have a reason. My mom wanted a larger range of things to take a picture of I guess..." She rolled her eyes and snorted.
"Really? Paris is so much আরো better than USA. Tell your mother to সরানো আপনি back." The teacher stopped her from talking.
"Casey! That's a horrible thing to say! Leighton, of course nobody wants আপনি to leave! We want আপনি to feel welcomed here! Please, enjoy staying here!" She smiled warmly. I smiled back.
"Thank you." I sat down. I wanted to crawl into a hole and die. That was embarassing. And the worst part is, I'm sitting in the front, where people can continue to stare at me and I can't do anything about it.
When English class was over, I went to Art. I was pretty sure that this class wouldn't have anybody nice, but someone came up to me.
"Hello." she ব্যক্ত and smiled. She wasn't as pretty as Casey, but she was still gorgeous. She had short, black, curly hair, and stunning gray eyes. "I'm Carrie. I heard that you're new."
I nodded and smiled back. "Yeah. My name is Leighton! I moved here from Paris!" She nodded in understanding.
"Well, I better get to class..." I quickly walked away. I couldn't help but wonder why that girl, who seemed so nice, would go and hang out with Casey.
When I got to Art class, I sat down near the back. I was early so the whole classroom was kind of empty. I took out my binder and sat there waiting. I doodle on my paper, before I felt somebody sitting beside me.
"Why hello again." Brett ব্যক্ত and smiled at me. His পান্না eyes looked at me in happiness.
"Hey Brett." I was glad that somebody nice was in my class. It made me feel a whole lot better, knowing that I wouldn't be the new loner.
"How was English?" he asked. Girls came around him and talked to him, but he was just ignore them. They got irritated and left.
"It was alright. I met a boy named Chase and a girl named Carrie. Yeah, Chase was really awkward, and I think Carrie is pretty nice."
"Chase with purple eyes?" asked Brett and I nodded. "God, that guy is such a pervert! আপনি should stay away from him, alright?" He sounded like he was in so much controll, that I had to nod. "Good, then."
"So how was French?" I asked.
"Bien!" He smiled. I think he lacked a lot of adjectives. I can't wait to ace French. "I have Madame Dominel. আপনি have her too, right?" I nodded.
"She's easy. Don't worry about it!"
"Oh did আপনি forget that I was from Paris?" He looked embarassed.
"Hehe... Oh yeah." He gave an awkward laugh. The teacher came into the class and then told us our assignment. Today was free day, and we got to do anything artistic. Brett and I went to get some paint.
I drew a বৃক্ষ and an apple. It was about as artistic as I can get. I'm really bad at art. Brett drew this amazing, colourful scene on his canvas. It was a sunset with colours exploding everywhere. I watched in amazement as he continued to paint.
He let me watch him until he was done. Then he examined my work. "Er... It could use some work." He smiled brightly and started to draw the background of mine.
"Hey! Stop ruining it!" I ব্যক্ত and used my green paint and coloured his arm. He looked at me before using yellow and putting it on to my arm.
We continued to colour each others arms until our hands were so many different colours. He got a lot of paint on my white শার্ট and I got some on to his.
"BRETT! LEIGHTON! WHAT HAVE আপনি JUST DONE?" demanded the teacher.
"Painting..." ব্যক্ত Brett sheepishly.
"Well, আপনি two are going to take yourselves, and go to the সাজঘর to wash up. আপনি can go to the cafeteria afterwards. And because today is the first দিন of school, আপনি may be off with a warning. পরবর্তি time, আপনি will serve detention." She dismissed us. We went to get our stuff and headed over to the washrooms.
"I have no other clothes... Isn't it great? Messed up skinny jeans and coloured clothes." I rolled my eyes. This is a really bad start to school. Now nobody would want to talk to me.
"Oh don't whine." he ব্যক্ত and walked into the boys' washroom. I walked into the girls, and used water to wash my arms. I poured a little water on to my শার্ট and tried to wipe it off. But it was already stained, and it wouldn't come out. I think I was in the সাজঘর for a little too long, because while I was blowdrying my shirt, the ঘণ্টা rang.
I was pretty sure that Brett was already done, so I took my sweet time. But there were girls that came into the room, and I quickly left when I realized who it was. Casey.
I walked out and saw that the place was completely crowded. I walked around people with people shoving me.
I felt somebody's hand on my shoulder. I turned around and I saw that it was Chase. Brett's voice rang in my eyes. "You should stay away from him."
"Hey, Leighton. Do আপনি want to sit with me at lunch?" I quickly shook my head.
"Plans..." I said, slowly walking away from him. Then I hit something hard. It was somebody's locker. "Oops! I'm sorry!" I turned around ran face-to-face with Brett.
"Do those plans include me?" he asked, holding up a sweater.
People down every turn
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a ছুরি in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
Pain inside their hearts
A girl with scars on her wrists
A boy with a ছুরি in his chest
She hides in the dark
Wondering when the pain with end
He stands up to fight in defense
Only to get knocked back down again
She fights with her parents
They don't wanna support the child
She's left to fend for herself in the cold
Alone with the child
Do we see what we are doing when we say the things we say?
Do we see who we are hurting with the actions that we're taking?
What we need
Are broken families reconciled
We need hearts to mend, scars to heal and battles to end
We. Need. Love
To stand up for the broken
We. Need. Hope
To give a hand to the hopeless
We need the world to care.
What are we doing with the words we are saying?
Who are we changing
And what effects are they having?
Lets be the change.
When will this end?
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying দ্বারা their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will প্রণয় start?
The দিন we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The দিন we প্রণয় too much to kill
The দিন others' pain is our pain
The দিন we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.
Mass shootings
Terrorist attacks
Police brutality
They say it's just a gun control problem
They say it cannot be fixed
I say the problem is deeper
I say there is hope
When will this end?
Income inequality
Veterans living on the streets, penniless,
Dying দ্বারা their own hands everyday.
They say this world can change for the better
But nothing has changed...
And I truly do fear
Nothing ever will
When will প্রণয় start?
The দিন we offer a hand to the fallen
Instead of cringing back in shock
And running away
When will our world change?
The দিন we প্রণয় too much to kill
The দিন others' pain is our pain
The দিন we act instead of just talking about it
"It's impossible"
"We're too broken to be mended"
"It's a hopeless battle"
I say, let us try.