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Gems like ourselves aren't that hard to find, it's just that eyes are too blinded by what's shown outside, rather than the beauty inside.

But you, what on earth did your parents feed you to have such eyes that could alter what's buried within me, that I myself couldn't even see.

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"Quién lo diríea Que se podría hacer el amor por telepatía" the music blasted on to my ears as I carefully moved the chairs to the side.

Today was yet another day of being a miserable loser.

It's one of those days in a week where you get assigned to clean the classroom with a bunch of other classmates to enhance ones sense of responsibility when in reality, it's really just teachers pushing their school chores to students so they can take an early leave out of campus.

It was supposed to be a chore done by a bunch of people, but then again, who would want to help a fat bitch like you.

They always do this, bribe the teachers to go either to the canteen or anywhere else inside the campus to leave me alone and do all the cleaning by myself, and by the time they arrive, they position themselves just a moment later before the teacher steps foot inside the classroom, positioning themselves as if to uselessly clean the corners of the room.

The teacher's knew, ofcourse they knew, with their obvious faces and acting skills not even the blueberry and orange cringe couple on tiktok that keeps on doing ill pranks that aren't even considered as pranks anymore could compete.

But they always turn a blind eye, for several reasons. I'll give you 3 cause I'm generous.

First, money. Our school is far by the most expensive and hardest to get in within town, but for the past few months, it's starting to have some competition. The newly constructed campus just 10 blocks above ours are starting to get cheeky, with its remarkable ratings from people around town, some of our students here have transfered, mostly the rich ones. Thus, our school is feeling threatened to the max when talking about wealthy students, especially when they get concerns regards the school from them that may retort to them transferring to our campus rival. And coincidentally, those students are also the same ones who look down on people most, doing the deeds they find entertainment on, in simple terms, the bullies. Taking advantage of their status and the schools vulnerability towards them, these past few months were literal hell for victims like myself.

Second, no evidence. The schools shitty rules states that one has to have  solid evidence before accusing someone, if not, the accusing side will hold accountable. What the fuck do they think of us, lawyers? For God's fucking sake we are children. Do we really need to set up a whole damn plan and go on detective mode just to have some peace inside campus?

And third, they look down on us. If they see people like me who's just average in terms of financial, they won't give a flying fuck, but if it were someone with money flowing out of their breaths then it would be another very opposite scenario.

In conclusion, we only got 2 choices, either to comply, or transfer the fuck out of this school.

Here I am now, arranging these heavy woody chairs all by myself like always so I could finish these before the teachers come in and the blame shit on me again.

"wouldn't want to bother mom again if they snitch on me for something I didn't even do"

i thought as I groaned both in exhaustion and frustration while moving the chairs.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 22, 2021 ⏰

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