As the days went by they quickly turned into months then years and my fear started to fade away right along with my worries. Throughout middle school I made friends and saw through the fake ones. I simply was a loner without any cares on what the fuck people thought about me. Sixth grade I was picked on because I was the quiet kid with a afro and being bisexual wasn't popular they frown upon it. I was a little overweight from what they thought until I got fed up with those bitches bullshit. One week until the school year was over I caught up with those same girls in the restroom. I didn't say a word to them but little did i know one of the girls brothers went to school with my little brother and they fought plus her brother lost so i’m pretty sure i don’t need to say what happened. Honestly I didn't care about it or them too much. I was just tired of looking at their ugly asses. The boldest one opened her raggedy ass mouth and call me a bitch of all things a bitch. Then the other three girls started flapping their dick beaters so i thought in my head “y’all done yet because i don’t have time for you fucking cum swallowing hoes today”. I looked at them unbothered from what they were talking about.
