((Open RP. Be the boy?)) "Ew, she's such a freak!" "Look at that hair!" "Ugh, those piercings!" "Look at the scars on her arms!" I've heard enough, I run out of the school, past the laughing kids, and out to the football field. I hide under the bleachers and sob. Why does everyone hate me? "Are you okay?" I look up to see a boy that I don't recognize. He sits next to me.