My Life

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"Hey Emo, why are you here?"

The question pisses me off so much but I keep walking, just like my father told me before... Never mind that. 

"Dammit, you emo fag get your ass back here." Her voice is way too anoying.

I flip them off, "Suck it prep!" I say still walking. The next minute I'm slammed against the lockers.

"Did you just filp off my girlfriend?" Oh great. This guy. I roll my eyes.

"So what, Andrew?"

"It's Andy!"

"Well then screw off, Randy." I call him Randy just to piss him off.

"Watch that lip." He says puching me in the stomach. I might only be 12 but I look like I'm 15. That's how I can go to this hell hole called high school. I don't know why I wanted to go to high school. I just wanted to get away from the bullies at the middle school.

I come back to reality when my head hits the floor. I watch as Andy and Grace walk away laughing. I stand up and open up my locker, only to be pushed into it. I'm small so I turn around and see the jocks looking at me in my mostly empty locker.

"What do you want this time?"

"Aw, the little emo demon didn't miss us?"

"Oh. My. God. Screw. Off. You. Giant. Jock." I say it in small parts so he can understand.

"You don't get it do you?"

"Get what Joe?" As I say the name my thoughts go to my 6th grade best friend, Joe S.

"Hey Devil. You listening to me?" I cringe at his voice snapping me back to reality.

"My name is Alice."

"So what. As I was saying monster, you aren't welcome here. We don't need an emo devil at OUR school."

"Oh my god! SHUT UP!!!" I scream at them, causing a few to jump back. Joe slams my head into the back of the locker, causing me to pass out, efore shutting the locker door.

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