Leslie doesn't belong here. She doesn't fit in. She should go back to her old school
What's wrong with Leslie?
Leslie: I'm sitting at the table with Porsha and Lupe. They are having a conversation but I'm not listening. I'm trying to listen in on the conversation a few tables away. They are talking about me.
Who's the new girl?
At my old school in West Chester, I was loved. I had so many friends and I was the top student. If someone told me I could go back to that school I would take the opportunity in a heartbeat.
Open Mikes every Friday!!
When my mom died I shut everyone in my life out. I sat far away from everyone and then when I moved away I didn't tell anybody where I was going. I haven't talked or seen my friends ever since.
You can't tell people what they can and can't be and bully them be hide their back.
I felt lots of eyes on me as I walked down the hallway. There stares cutting like knives into me. Their whispers were ringing in my ears. I stumbled through the hallways trying to find Mr.Wards room.
As I got used to the school I realized that in order to prove myself I had to be confident and put myself out there. I started sharing my open mikes and everyone loved them.
I realized from thinking back to the beginning I realized all I had to do to fit in was be confident. I stood up to the bully telling him off. Everyone in the lunchroom started cheering for me. I felt like I finally fit in.