The Outcast And The Debtor (a qftim bendystraw story)

Chapter 1: The outcast

June 12th 2025: 6:55am
*BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP*
mmmmm......stooooooop......*BEEEEEEP BEEE-
STOOOOOP!
*💥*

oh geez.

6:20am:
Great. That's the 3rd clock I've broken this week. And it only Thursday. Oh well. I'll deal with that later.
Oh yeah, Collage. Whyyyyyyy.

7:50:
"Bye Boris!" I stared up at my 14 year old younger bro Boris, as we separated from our hug at the bus stop.

"BYE BENDY!" He shouted as I boarded the bus.

8:00am: (on the bus)
Dear diary,
I woke up early again, got Boris up, cooked breakfast, got dressed,etc...... Now I'm on the way to Collage. I'm sitting at the front of the bus, mainly because no one sits here. This is the only place I can take my hood off on learning property and NOT get picked on. The only kids here still hate me, but are buried in their phones.

...........Sometimes I really don't want to go, or even exist, for that matter. Due to the fact I'm.....how would you put it? An outcast? Yeah. That's who I am. And will be.
Forever.

8:50: (at school)
*grabbing books from my locker*

⚠️ATTENTION STUDENTS⚠️
THERE ARE 2 NEW BOYS JOINING CLASS 8ED.⚠️
*in the back*
And they're both super hooo00oOtTttT.*

⚠️AND DONT FORGET!⚠️
PROM IS IN 1 MONTH! GRAB YOUR PARTNERS EARLY!
⚠️unless you're bendy HAHAHA⚠️
*bell rings*

*in head*
Real funny Jessica. I bet your spoiled boyfriend Max and your goons are in on this too. Your humour is as fake as your tan.

No wonder she got into the announcement office. She's the most popular girl on campus, for all the wrong reasons.
She probably unbuttoned her shirt to try to romance the teacher. She's done that once. I know. Because was her helpless victim.

I remember that day like it were yesterday. To be honest, I can't blame her. She's so popular, she can ask anyone about someone's flaws and use it as their demise. For me, it's simple. You can tell by just looking at me.

I'm 4ft 10, so I'm a pretty easy target (as much as I hate to admit it).

I told someone,( about her making me feel uncomfortable), but they didn't believe me because of the rumours and lies her and her gang had spread about me. The only one who believes me is my teacher.