"Shut up jhit!" Jarvis said while pushing this kid Wilson on the school ground. Wilson also got bullied for being so skinny. But even he got more respect.
"Chill out, I could have fell through Rashaud's gap." Wilson said. Everyone started to laugh, even Jarvis. Jarvis helped him up. "I aint even gunna mess with you anymore, that was funny." Jarvis said to Wilson.
I pretended like I didn't and continued taking stuff out my locker. The school bell rung and I went to my first period. "Ahh, Its Gapzilla!" One girl yelled out and pointed at me. I heard more laughter.
I just went to my seat and try to not let it bother me. But deep down inside it did. I couldn't help that. Ms.Reed, my English teacher, didn't say anything. She just watched and let it happen.
The rest of the day went the same way. More mean words said through out every class period. Tearing me up from the inside out. I wonder if they even know they hurt me? How can people be so cruel?
It was lunch time again and Jarvis didn't take my food today. I sat down in a far corner by myself. I hated school lunch so I had my mom pack me lunch. I had a subway sandwich, oreos, skittles, and a small sprit bottle.
"Can I sit here?" I heard a voice say to me. I looked behind me and I saw this beautiful girl. She had really long curly hair and nice brown skin. She had nice hazel eyes and her dress complemented all of her curves.
"Um sure," I told her as I moved my book bag out the way. She sat down next to me and ate her food. It was really quiet and I couldn't help but stare at her.
"Why you staring so hard." She asked. Aw man this is awkward. "Oh my bad." I say and then started to look at my oreos. "I'm lexi." She said smilling and reaching out her hand. She had a beautiful smile and perfect teeth, unlike mines. "Rashaud." I say back to her as I shake her hand.
"Want some oreos?" I asked her. She reached out her hand and I poured her some oreos. "Thank you" She said with a smile. "Im new here, can you show me the way to my last class?" I looked at her schedule and saw we had the same science class. "Sure" I said. The bell rung and we made our way to science class.
YOU ARE READING
Mistreated
Short StoryRashaud is a 9th grader in high school. He gets bullied, alot. They call him names like fat, ugly, stupid, but most of all they made fun of the gap in his teeth. But things just get worse for him.
