Monomyth (2017)

Bus stop

Rain was pouring down like there would be no tomorrow, but I didn't want to spend any more time at that house and the bus stop was far from it. So I stood there, getting drenched in the rain.

I was hoping I'd get sick or something so I wouldn't have to go to school, even though I knew my stepmother wouldn't let me stay home if I had the plague. Over the course of 10 minutes, my friends started showing up at the bus stop. Well, they're not really my friends, they're bullies. Stuck up teens that have nothing better to do than make fun of freshman and anyone they don't like. So being a freshman that they hate makes school more difficult than it already is.

The first one to walk up to me was Trish. She was part of the popular girl posse and she hated it when people were better than her. Since I was always at the stop first, Trish hated me. The second one was Cami, the definition of girly girl. She wore all pink everything and had blonde hair that was always styled to look cute. The catch was if you told her she looked like doll she'd hate you forever. I said Barbie would be jealous of her and she hated me. Next was Bryce. He was the right hand man of the school's head jock, and he hated me too. He didn't think it was right for girls to play football and very strongly opposed the powderpuff team (although the word 'opposed' wasn't in his vocabulary). The last 'friend' to show up was Killer. Her real name was Emily, but she liked to be called Killer and nobody argued with that, not even the teachers. Her report cards even said Killer. She threatened that if we called her Emily she would make our lives miserable. So what did I do? I called her Emily one time and she became one of my bullies.

I usually didn't let them get to me, but sometimes I did, and I was already having a bad day. After Cami was done insulting my clothes and Trish and Bryce finished making out (they weren't dating, Bryce just liked to cheat on his girlfriends and Trish liked to make out), I started to talk.

"You guys have to-"

The bus pulled up to the curb and they pushed past me, each of them smacking me with their umbrellas. Oh joy. Now I was wet and bruised.