Willow way laying in her bed, wondering how her life could get any worse. She always thought her life was boring and ordinary, but she wasn't willing to make a change. She just kept saying to herself, 'what's the point?' Every time she tried to make a difference she kept falling back into her usual habits. Slowly, she fell asleep praying to God to give her something more in life.

Walking to school, going the usual way, Willow was kicking stones to try and entertain herself. She didn't mind school as no one hung around with her. She preferred her own company. She thought she was one in a small percent of the population who enjoyed it that way.

As she walked into school, she saw a girl who she has liked for quite a while. But then she just gave up all hope, because why would a popular girl like Rosie date a loner like her. But just because she lost hope, didn't stop her from keeping Rosie on her mind. Willow found it difficult to stay focused on her work, as she would always just wonder off into her fantasy land, where everything actually made sense.

Rosie was a popular girl, who always brought a smile on everyone's face who walked passed. She has always had a huge amount of friends. Everywhere she went, someone would wave to her. How did she get so popular? Even the teachers loved her. Willow wasn't to fussed on that, who wouldn't like Rosie? Willow could only imagine what loving her would feel like.

Today Willow had gym class, she hated gym. She thought what is the point of it? You just run around doing silly little games. But the only part she enjoyed was seeing Rosie enjoy herself. She thought to herself, why can't I have a smile on my face like that?

In class today, they were playing basketball. Willows most hated sport is basketball, but she guessed it was Rosies favourite. Willow actually tried to enjoy it, and it was going pretty well until a ball came flying at her, knocking her over.

Everyone pointed at her and laughed, apart from the one she had desired most. Rosie walked over to offer Willow a hand up, but embarrassment took over and tears came rolling down her cheeks. She got up her self and ran out of the class.

Everyone was still laughing, but Rosie had nothing but a worried look on her face. Willow heard the doors swing open, she knew it would be just the teacher. Why did she expect someone to care, and ask her she was ok? She had the chance to touch Rosies hand, but she blew it. She blew it all.