I was walking down the halls wondering why I kept coming back to this hellhole. I just wanted to go home and lay in bed. I was so sleep-deprived, it was unbearable.
6:30 am: I sat in my chair waiting for class to start. The boys in history class sat on one side and the girls on the other. I sat somewhere in the middle. At this point, I was a senior and history class just didn't matter so the teacher didn't teach it. He was too busy making football plays and grading papers anyway but he was fun to talk to. That coach wasn't the only teacher like this so was the robotics teacher, the math teacher, and the agriculture teacher. Sometimes I wondered why they were teachers, but I didn't mind this meant I had more time to draw and goof off.
First period, second period, 5th period, 8th period. Everything was so fuzzy and hard to remember. Walking through the halls was a nightmare even though no one was looking at me it always felt like all eyes were on me. I felt awkward and I never felt comfortable being me. That night I cut my dyed green hair all the way to my ears and I felt...better.
The next day, when I went back to school, all eyes really were on me! It turns out everyone was spreading rumors about me now. They all hated my hair but I didn't care. I was only made aware of this by some lower-classmen who decided to come up to me and compliment my hair. That gave me the boost I needed to keep going and not go home or go into the bathroom and start crying.
