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“Not going to lie. I don’t feel like I fit in here anymore. Not like I think I’m better than this or anything. I just don’t fit.” She took another sip of her drink, and I realized that she had almost drained it. I didn’t say anything. I could tell that she was upset. And a bit tipsy. “I don’t always feel like I fit here either,” I told her quietly. She gave me an assessing look. “No, I bet you don’t,” she said, her voice just as quiet.

Nathan stated, almost making me choke on my own food. We are currently at the Cafeteria, eating lunch together like what we always do. I’m very thankful to my bestfriend because he always finds some time to join me during our breaks. Even though he have some new friends, he still didn’t abandon me. Though sometimes, I felt surprised to the words coming from his mouth. “Where the heck on Earth did you get that worst idea? From your friends? Nathan, you don’t need to change anything just to fit in...” “I’m not doing it to fit in, Nat. We just wanted to try.”

The words stung more than any insult the boys could have ever thrown at me. Mom’s voice softened. “They see weakness in you, that’s all. Keep your head down and stay out of their way. Don’t argue. Don’t fight back. Don’t fall for anyone. Stay invisible and stay alone Amara.” “B-But I hoped I could fit in.” “And how’s that going for you? That dinner was embarrassing to say the least. You cannot fit in and if you try I fear for what happens to you.” “I didn’t ask for any of this….” My lips quivered.

“You don’t have to be what he wants you to be. You don’t have to prove anything to him.” She let out a shaky breath. “That’s easy for you to say.” “Is it?” I asked. “You’d be surprised.” Something shifted in her expression. She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t look away, either. I gave her a small smile. “I know what it’s like to have people try to decide who you should be And try to push you around when you don’t fit in with that standard. But you don’t have to listen to them.”

If you are not like the others — if you like simple basic things and your likes and dislikes do not align with your peers, then you are a freak. No one takes anything seriously anymore. It’s just a joke, It’s simple words, don’t take it to heart, you need to be stronger. Do you tell someone with a glass in their foot that they should forget about it instead of taking the glass out? Do you tell them that the pain is temporary instead of offering help? “If I am the way I am today, it is because of every single mistake I made!” I voice out and glared at the mirror with wide eyes. “Mistakes that were influenced by people who cared for me!” I snapped.

I don’t want you to have problems because of me. Her eyes shimmered with worry as she tried to keep her voice steady. "I know they don't all trust me. If it's too hard, if it causes you trouble, I... I can try harder to fit in. But sometimes I feel like I don't belong, and maybe I never will." She looked away, twisting her fingers together. "I just don't want to be the reason things get harder for you."

I sincerely apologize. “Beth, you’ve never needed anyone’s approval to shine; you just shine. You know, all my friends were jealous of us.” “They were?” I’m surprised by this, especially since I never felt like I fit in with them. “Of course! You have that glow that draws people to you. They still call me a fool for letting you go.”

At this he nodded. "You know I'm talking to you. Say something." "Like what?! I'm not good with people. I'm only close to my parents and my big brother!" "Do you not like to hang out with other kids or do you not fit in or you think you don't fit in?" "I pretty sure I don't fit in." "Have you ever tried? I don't see you hang out with vampires your age. I know I'm new but still." He looked away from me yet again.

"We are the ones who can make a change here. The point isn't about being labeled as the bad jocks—it's about being decent human beings. It's about empathy and respect." Some of my teammates exchanged glances; they must be silently considering my words. "Look, I get it," I continued, my voice softer now. "We've all been there, trying to fit in and prove ourselves. But targeting someone else to make us feel better is not the solution. It's time for us to rise above this and set a positive example."

"Does that happen a lot? Do they treat you like that because you helped me?" Sophie let out a small laugh. "They treat anyone who doesn’t fit in like that. You’ll get used to it, trust me. They’ve got their cliques, and if you’re not part of the inner circle, you’re on the outside." I could relate to that. Ever since I lost my status, I’d been on the outside too. "It’s not fair," I muttered, feeling angry on her behalf. "It is what it is," Sophie said with a shrug, though I could see in her eyes that it bothered her more than she let on. "But you can’t let it get to you. That’s how they win."