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The thing you hated very much was coming. School. Fuck. The lessons weren't the worst thing about it, even tho they were mostly boring and the information you were being fed was useless. You still payed attention most of the time, that shit was important in tests and you didn't want to fuck up.
The teachers weren't the worst either. They were just there. They left you alone most of the time as long as you didn't break the Dresscode too bad.
The worst thing was definitely that almost everyone there hated you. Well as much as teens that don't know anything about you could.
You were a slut they would say. Sure, there were people who weren't assholes, but that were the people you didn't have anything to do with anyways. There weren't that many girls in your class and to your luck they were the bitchiest girls in your year.
It's almost like the teachers took the worst students and put them together into a pot to see them feed off of each others toxicity and boil over until something horrible happend.
They usually ignore you until you open your mouth to state an opinion, or if a new juicy rumor starts floating around. But the rumours were always so funny.
Apparently you were pregnant 5 times, you died of a drug overdose once, you sleep with all your teachers regularly, you have a porn account and you're actually a man. According to the rumours.
You understood why so many delinquents skipped school but you still need your education. And you'd definitely not quit, you only have a little more and then you can go to college or get a real job.
Anyways you woke up and made yourself all pretty, made some lunch, ate and did the rest of your routine.
You were in a good mood. You were actually looking forward to school. Your makeup looked amazing, the lunch you made was you favourite and the subjects you would have today were actually interesting.
The way to school was peaceful and the sun was shining, it was starting to get warmer. At school the others didn't pay attention to you, usually you liked attention, but the negative energy was unnecessary.
Some even greeted you back while entering.
You changed your shoes and went up to your classroom to take your seat. The time went by fast with no one bothering you. You felt a bit lonely, you were happy you had friends outside of school. You were thankful you had them. How else would you be able to get through the week?
You were pretty sure you were breaking at least 5 Dresscode rules but no-one cared, they were used to it already. Actually now that you think about it, most teens in your class broke at least one at the moment.
Well some of the rules were ridiculous anyways.
As if you'd just wear white or skincolored underwear, no way. Hot pink ones were way better, they suited your skincolor and your eyes.
