You wonder sometimes, what would life be like without friends. Would you be some genius millionaire? Would you be alone forever? For me, I really did end up alone forever.

I'm Nico Di Angelo, and this is my story.

From the start I was different, no one would talk to me besides my family, and that was a good thing. Bianca was the world to me, she was all I had left after mom died. No one else would have cared if I had disappeared. No one would have cared if was hurt. Only Bianca would care, only her.

Ten years of my life were down the drain, I had no idea where it went. Bianca had the same problem, she had no idea where her twelve years went either. That didn't matter to us anyway, as long as we had each other.

Now that we were at school, we were separated. I never really got to see my sister, she was a ghost now. I only got to see her at school events, like dances, and that angered me. We would both go, but we wouldn't dance, or hang out with our friends. Not that I had any. We would go to see each other. We'd stay in a corner and just talk.

Any other time I was stuck with all the losers in my classes. People would elbow me in the stomach and pretend it was on accident. People would call me names that were cruel. They would do anything to make me feel bad about myself. They were like a flesh-eating virus, they were destroying me to the core slowly and painfully.

The teachers never really did anything. They always said that I was the one that was wrong. It was all my fault that people hated me. I didn't care though, they were just idiots that would never have a life.

John Terry was the worst out of the bunch. He would pound on me and never stop. Teachers would just walk by as I earned bruises and black eyes for all the reasons I was different.

1) I was skinny.

2) I was really short.

3) I looked goth or emo.

4) I never let them get to me.

The list just keeps going until there is nothing left to yell at me for. He was very creative, I can give him that. I'd run past the classroom, hoping to every god out there that no one had seen me, but they always did.

That's when I started to fight back. When they hit me, I hit back. When they yelled at me, I yelled back. I wasn't taking any crap anymore. Worst mistake of my life. The principle suspended me so many times I doubt I can go to college at this point.

I tried to hide all my problems from Bianca through Mythomagic. She thought I was just another geeky brother, who played with dolls. Nothing different to her or her friends.

I was different though. It hurt me when she didn't notice, but I felt better knowing she didn't. I didn't want her worrying about me being beat up or getting expelled. She had her own problems to deal with. She didn't need mine to add too.

By this time I was about to be expelled. They told me that twenty-seven fights was way too many for a kid my age. I told them I was defending myself, but she wouldn't listen. I was just another orphan Annie she had to take care of. I wasn't Nico Di Angelo, I was student 5B from room 127. Nothing special, just another delinquent.

I tried to run away many times, but then I would have to leave Bianca. She would never forgive me if I did that to her. That is something I knew I would regret for my entire life...

Because she left me. The only person I could trust left me to this goat-boy and stranger. She left me one day and never came back. She left to get away from me...

And I will never forgive her for that.