Everyone thinks I'm crazy.
Except her.
"Earth to Freckle" she had said.
Everyone called me "Freckle" to such an extent that I don't think anyone knows my name anymore.
To the extent that I don't think I know my name anymore.
It's insane, isn't it? No one knows I exist until I do something important. I'm the leader of the school's newspaper team, yet I don't talk to anyone anymore.
Not since him. Not. Since. Him.
And I never will. Why would I?
It really wouldn't matter anyway.