The pre-teen years weren't the best time to make new friends.
I didn't have long blonde hair and I didn't have many friends. I was unpopular. My friends were unpopular. I did unpopular things, like join the Girl Scouts and play clarinet - and poorly.
But I wore mod clothes, like my fake zebra skin skirt and long black vinyl vest. That was all I could do to fit in for the year that we lived there.