They say that the best moments of your life are spent with other people, I disagree. My story may not be the most exiting, nor the most romantic. You think you may know how it ends, but how do you know anything in life before you turn the penultimate page? The truth is that no one is perfect and I'm no exception, no matter how many "As" or "100%s" someone has there is always one thing there in the back of there mind that frighteners them more than anything else in the Universe. And that is why I'm finally sharing my story...

            I guess it all started like any other day, well every story does, doesn't it? The day was crisp, the leaves were starting to emerge from the trees, pupils of Greenwood Comprehensive swarmed like yellow and green wasps through the corridors, just like any other day. Who could have known that a dark secret was lurking that could change my life forever.

            I don't know exactly what happened, everything was a blur, my life at that point was just a series of competitions to be the best. Somehow, something had gone wrong. Two blondes, once as close as ever were ripped apart by a turbulent storm. This storm was otherwise known as Georgie Smith, everything was about to change whether I liked it or not.

         The first changes happened to my best friend Charlotte, I don't know what it was about her. Her hair? Her clothes? Her grades? What ever it was Georgie Smith and her little army of mindless minions has no problem ripping Charlotte up like a piece of unwanted paper. At this point I had two choices, to leave Charlotte and live a trouble free life as one of the populars, or to stay with my best friend through the storm. No matter how heartless you think I may be the choice was still clear.

         Word must had spread about me and Charlotte, because about a month later something happened, something so terrible that I have never ever told anyone else about this EVER. So on a fine beautiful day, everything was sound, it finally seemed that things would get back to the way they were. Until lunch. Charlotte was with one of the blondes, Coral, another friend in our gang, was supposedly meeting me to queue for lunch. So there I was standing in the line, saving Coral a space, when Lucy Huey came up to me with about ten other Giants like herself. "Awww, look at little Skylar, all alone!" She spat. Me fave went bright red as I backed away, only to find myself hitting a wall. "Is little you scared?" She continued to taunt. I took a deep breath, it felt as if all my worries sank just a little deeper, I pushed my way through the crowd only to hear the continuous "Whooing" From behind as I dashed away to cry.

         Nothing really happened until I got home, I had completely forgotten about the volcano bottled up inside of me, until it erupted. So there I was standing in my bedroom, minding my own business when suddenly I remembered everything in the molten laver as it cascaded around my every thought. Suddenly I felt like I had been hit by a gust of icy wind, the impact was enough to make me fall to the ground shivering, I started to sweat so I bit my finger hoping it would all just go away. It was only then that I realised that I wasn't breathing. Gasping for air I felt something drip down onto my lap, crimson red blood was trickling down from the horrific bite marks in my hand. For hours I lay there, going over and over on my head what seemed so simply yet as confusing as an impossible equation, I had just had a panic attack.

              The next day in school, I told everyone who asked that the scratch on my hand was from a bramble, that seemed so much simpler than what actually happened. The blond that was on our side had recently told us that she had anxiety, but my problem seemed so much more different! I couldn't even tell my own mum why there was dried blood coating my hand. Later that day I googled my symptoms, it seems I have social anxiety, if you don't know what that is, then Google it!

            There is so much more to the problem than what is in this tale, like when I dived into a bush to avoid a school friend, or when I spent an hour in a shop because u was too scared to ask where the eggs were. Everything you have just read is completely true (apart from everyone's names for obvious enough reasons) , it might be a bit exaggerated, but that's how I honestly felt at the time.

           Whatever happenes in your life just remember, that being popular isn't all it seems, and you are you! No one can change that!