It was a pretty cold day, and quite cloudy too. But today Mary wanted to walk, she knew not many would be on the streets as off the cold weather.

On the way to school she realised she forgot to pack her lunchbox. She was a bit mad at herself, not a lot,but she was really looking forward to her dad's infamous kabab.

She arrived at her destination, the playground was deserted, taking out her phone Mary checked the time.

"Where is everyone?"

Suddenly she felt someone embrace her in a tight hug, Mary lost her balance and nearly fell. She turned her gaze to the hugger; it was Autumn.

Autumn let you go and Mary stares at her gorgeous amber eyes.

"So~~ how about we go in, heard because of the weather the doors opened early!"

Mary followed Autumn inside and looked around, the halls were really crowded;  she started feeling the dreaded pain in the chest of unneeded guilt.

Suddenly Autumn grabbed her hand and started to drag her, she let out a small yelp but followed behind. Her eyes darted across the room, her cheery companion grabbed so much unwanted attention that at that moment Mary wanted to hide under the floorboards and never come out.

Mary shut her eyes and when Autumn stopped she opened them revealing a group of around 3 other kids. 1 female 2 males.

"Mary this is Derek" autumn said pointing to a fairly tall blonde thin male.

"This is Beatrice" she pointed at a short quite plump girl with brown hair.

"Last but not least, this is Nathaniel, we call him Niel and he dislikes his full name." She said pointing at a distinct golden eyed boy.

Mary smiled weakly and waved, looking down on the floor trying to avoid eye contact.

Derek walked up to her and crouched down in front of her, "welcome to the group, Mary Sanders"

The other 3 cheered whilst Mary tried to help Derek up, he did most of the work as you could tell, Mary is not off the strongest kind.

This day wasn't really different to the previous day except that Mary finally found friends, this made her really happy and worried.

~•At Mary's House•~

Mary sat on her bed, the room was still as scarcely decorated as it was before but on Friday they'll go shopping.

She slowly lifted her sleeve up a bit higher, looking at the scars on her paper thin arm.

Trembling and she muttered to herself under her breathe,

"I don't want it to happen again... It can't happen again!"