It's Friday. Bell rings dismissing class. Everyone rushes out of classrooms to catch the bus, grab a ride, meet their boyfriend/girlfriend, catch up with friends, makes plans to hit up the major party of the night. You walk through the halls, trying not to be noticed. Listening to all the chatter, plans being made, latest gossip, laughter. You look around you see friends hugging, couples kissing, girls talking, boys being boys. You walk empty, seemingly lost in the sea of hormones and acne. No one stops you to speak to you. No one grabs you for a hug. No one looks your way. You feel empty, and there's a longing within. It makes me you sick. Nauseated. But no one notices. This is how it feels to be alone.