The Kid In The Back Of The Room

She was in ninth grade. Blonde. Overweight, but not grotesquely. Pretty blue eyes. She was smart, undeniably smart; even the people who didn't know her agreed. But she was very quiet, which was strange, especially for a high schooler. When people would gossip about her (which was a rare occasion in itself), all they could say was that she was quiet and nice. They new she was nice because she wasn't the kind of kid to ever say no. This included but wasn't limited to giving answers to homework, allowing people to cheat off of her during tests/quizzes, doing more than her part in group projects, etc. And that was all that was known about her. She was just the kid spoke to no one but her tiny group of friends. They claim that she is just shy, and actually very funny in a crude kind of way, but none of the other kids will ever understand that.

She will always be the kid in the back of the room.

I know because I am her.