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"Im Just Tired"

"Move it Ugly" some random kid yelled as he shoved me into the lockers and kept walking with his friend.
" sorry" I whispered even though he was long gone.
I held my books closer to me and put my head down trying to be invisible. I heard a couple of girls snickering at me and talking about my choice of clothes. I looked down at it and knew there was nothing wrong with it, I mean I was just wearing black jeans and a loose white top. Atleast it started off today being white, now it's got a couple of food stains and- sniffing my top- chemicals? I'm not clumsy if that's what you're thinking. No. Someone accidentally spilled their lunch on me and the chemicals? Let's not go there. The bell went signalling next period which was- cue the horror music- PE. Now I'm not saying I don't like PE, in fact I actually love sports, it's just that PE is practically an excuse for people to throw balls at me or kick me while playing soccer. Anyways time to get to the girls locker room or as I like to call it, hell in disguise, I'd rather not be late and have to feel the teachers wrath as well as the students. I started moving quicker, for one, to get there on time and two, to get out of this sea of people. I was almost at my locker when I saw someone's leg stick out in front of me and before I could stop myself, I had landed hard on my butt.
"Why are you in such a hurry Savannah?" He spat.
Well maybe because the bell went idiot.
"I ugh, I was g-going to my l-locker" I stuttered
"Well don't let me stop you" he said stepping aside.
I picked my books up and was about to start walking again when he tripped me and I stumbled a bit making all his friends snicker. I held back an eye roll and continued to my locker.
When I finally made it there I saw a couple making out in front of it. Gross.
"Excuse me, that's my locker" I mumbled looking down.
" gross I can't believe we were kissing here!" The girl squealed, moving away with the guy. Neither can I. Sighing, I opened my locker and threw my books in and put my glasses away and put my contacts on, my glasses have been replaced way too many times so I'm not making the mistake of keeping it on during sports again. I looked down and saw a note sitting in my locker, I've seen them before. I took the note and stuffed it in my pocket waiting to get home and add it to my collection. I closed my locker and started heading to hell in disguise. Imagine heading straight into a room filled with girls gossiping about each other and yourself when they know you're right there. Then there's the scent of everyone's perfume combined, you would think nice smells combined isn't such a bad thing but it's enough to make someone have an asthma attack. Then they go on about their weight and judging other girls as they walk past. I coughed as I entered and in a matter of seconds I had taken my clothes from my locker and started changing in one of the showers so I wouldn't have to go through any more judging. It's not compulsory to wear school shorts so I just wear my nike shorts which are way more comfortable but then I have to wear my sports t-shirt which if you ask me was too tight, but that's just my opinion. Putting on my shoes, no they're not branded. Why? Because that's just like giving people another thing to ruin. Believe it or not I heard the girl that was swallowing that guy on my locker talk about how she did that and that she would have to take a shower as soon as she gets home till next year. Now I actually rolled my eyes since no one could actually see me. Once I finished changing I put my other clothes in my locker and walked outside in the same amount of seconds it's takes for someone to say 'fried chicken'. I headed to the bleachers and sat down in the corner hoping that others would just carry on with their lives. Everyone had sat down as well and thankfully just before anyone had the chance to notice me the teacher came out. You know those stereotypical sport teachers that look like hulk and shout like they're preparing us for battle? Yeah well that's not our sport teacher. She is this scrawny lady that looks like she's supposed to be a librarian, she tucks in her white t-shirt into her high waisted pants and wears long sock and runners. She's kinda hunched over I guess from carrying that clipboard everywhere and she talks like a radio that's battery needs changing. But don't let these things fool you, everyone, and I mean everyone, is scared of her. Even the worlds toughest Jock would be scared of her. If anyone tries to rat her out, they won't believe em, simply because she looks as harmful as a bear.. Teddy bear.
" we're going to start today with 4 laps around the oval" she orders. Everyone is up and running before she could even finish the sentence. Of course I Pass all the girls and even some boys while running, I mean I have nothing other than sports to do.. That and homework, since I have no friends. Then there's the occasional girl that stops and bends down, pretending to tie her shoelaces, obviously trying to catch there breath but I mean come on, it's just 4 laps! I don't try beating Eli or his friends though not impossible. That's like inviting them to come and hurt me. I keep a steady pace cause I'm far away from the girls behind me for them to trip me and the guys can't trip me if they're in front of me. 'Being bullied logic' is what I call it. When I finish the laps I head back to where I was sitting waiting for the girls to finish walking the laps. That's when I notice him. Brown hair, deep brown eyes, I mean if I were like other girls I would have kept staring at him but for me this just means another bully so I look away and try to avoid looking at him again to save myself from another bully, but what difference does it make right?
Finally the girls had finished running ( walking ) and had now joined us at the bleachers, Eli and his friends were sitting together along with the other girls and the new kid was sitting with Eli. They looked like they knew each other so my guess were that they were friends and any friend of Eli's is another bully for me. I noticed how he was just staring away at something and the girls were trying to grab his attention. Even though I knew I shouldn't be looking at him, curiosity won and I was studying him. Not checking him out. He suddenly glanced my way frowning, I quickly looked away feeling my cheeks turn pink. Of course he was frowning, there they all were huddled together and then there was just me. I could feel his eyes on the back of my head, he was probably thinking what great first prank should he pull on me to welcome himself into the school. It's like the initiation for a new kid, they had to pull a huge prank on me. Thankfully Mrs Gleason got everyone's attention again.
" as you may have probably noticed, we have a new kid, Justin. However that doesn't matter now cause we're going to play basketball. Since there are twenty of you I'm going to have four captains. Volunteers?"
Immediately Eli and three of his friends put there hands up and obviously they were the captains. After everyone was chosen, well everyone but me, I was forced-- or should I say Derek ( one of Eli's friends )were forced to pick me. I got up and embraced my self for the many bruises I was about to get. The new kid Justin was on our team and let's just say he knew a thing or two about basketball. I can play too it's just that no one passes me the ball and when they do it goes out because it bounces off my head. The ball was thrown up and Justin flicked it to Derek. Eventually we got the ball through the hoop while I was running back and forth. This is sport, if they weren't going to include me I might as well do something to improve my fitness.
"Hey you!" Justin called and I looked up just in time to see the ball coming towards me. Everyone stopped expecting me to get hit, but he didn't throw it in away where I could get hit so I actually caught it and started dribbling, people were shocked and that bought me sometime I come up to shoot and release the ball when it gets smacked back down on my face by the one and only Eli Samuels. I fall back hitting the ground hard, hitting my head. Everyone was laughing.
" that was a little rude"
Wait what? I looked up to see Justin talking to Eli.
" oh c'mon man, it's just the game" he said laughing and patting his friends back.
" you purposely hit her though, your not supposed to hit a girl" Justin replied looking at Eli with disappointment.
" I know that's why I didn't" Eli said in a duh tone.
" what do you mean? you hit her." Justin said a little confused.
" oh Savannah? I wouldnt classify her as a girl" Eli stated laughing along with the others. at this I just hugged my knees and buried my head into them while everyone was leaving. There I was alone in the middle of the basketball court, like a loser.
"Ahem" I heard someone clearing his throat and looked up again to see Justin awkwardly holding his hand out to me. Is this a joke?
" um no?" Justin answered though it sounded like he was asking a question. Whoops may have said that out loud. Not knowing what to do I brought my hand up to his and he pulled me up. He opened his mouth but I spoke first.
" that's nothing unusual, actually this is pretty good compared to the other times.." I said thinking to myself about the other times we play sport.
" actually this is probably the best sport lesson I've had come to think of it" I said like I was stating a simple fact.
" other times? Best sport lesson?" Justin asked in disbelief.
Realising I was actually having a- well I'll call it a conversation with someone.
"Ugh y-yeah, I have to go" I said hanging my head walking towards the changing room and quickly changing by my locker since everyone had left already. I walked out with my head down when I bumped into something, or someone. Eli.
" going home already? But we haven't had our daily punching session" Eli said pouting. He lifted his hand up to my collar and started dragging me to the back of the school with his friends. I was punched everywhere, they were even generous enough to throw in some kicks today for that 'stunt' as they called it, that I pulled today in PE.
I was leaning against the wall trying to stay conscious. I should be stronger than this since this is nothing new but they were a little harder today.
I was left alone again trying to stand up when I couldn't take it anymore and I fell back down. My vision got blurry and black dots were forming. Not again. I remembered the last time I was like this and woke up at around 2 am only to have to sneak in to my house and hide under my covers.
"Savannah?!" I opened my eyes for a split second to see.. Justin? But I couldn't handle it . Slipping away the last thing I remember was feeling strong arms pick me up princess style and then. Darkness. What? I was tired.

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It doesn't seem like much but it took a lot of effort so I hope you like it. I found it easier to write a story like this for some reason compared to the other one. I just kept writing non stop. I want to express through words a small glimpse of what the bullied feel like, though I can't compare. I will add some lovey dovey stuff and more drama if this isn't enough but anyways what do you guys/girls think about it? What do you think will happen to Savannah? What are your thoughts on how she is being bullied and her response to it? Please comment :) I didn't want to be so cliche but at the same time I know some of yall like cliche. I don't have an updating schedule but I'll try updating at least twice a week. Thx a lot xxxx
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