Disappeared

School Days Suck Ass

Days at my school are the worst. When you are a nobody like me, people generally pick on you until they either lose interest; or find someone else to go pick on. In my case I'm usually the one the that gets picked on the most. My name is Tyler. I'm not too tall, maybe 5'7" and not too small or fat either. Just an average kid trying to make it through high school. As a sophomore this year I thought the name calling and immature jokes would stop. But they don't.
It's 9:30 am I'm sitting in Ms. Jones biology class at Midhaven High School. Just waiting for my "table buddies" to sit down.

"Attention kids class is starting, and today we will be look at the digestive and reproductive systems of frogs," Ms. Jones instructs as we all sit down to begin class.

"Hey ugly," Zach Davidson says sitting across from me.
I ignore him.

"Hey Dipshit," Zach says again this time pushing at my arm.
I ignore this tall, built football player once more.

"HEY DOUCHE FACE," Zach says grabbing my arm and twisting it with a wicked smile across his face.

"What do you want Zach?" I say twitching with pain.

"I didn't do last nights study guide for this class and I need to play for the varsity game tonight. Let me copy yours so my grades are good." Zach says showing no concern for my well being, still twisting my arm.

"No sorry, I don't help bullies get what they want go ask someone else." I said I return to his request.

"Fine we will see how you like that decision gay boy," Zach says with a slight anger to his voice.

I say no more and do my assignment like everyone else. Sitting in the back of the classroom assigned to sit by all the jocks and "cool kids,"this is probably the class I get picked on most in by far.
The bell rings, It's 10:45 which means it is time for lunch. I got to get up from my seat and Zach kicks my chair leg out from under me and I fall down. Hard.

"Should've let me copy, you're the reason we're gonna lose a home game tonight gay boy!" Zach stated as he left the room for lunch.

I quietly got up, grabbed my stuff, and dragged my sore body out of the classroom; just to go endure the torment at lunch.
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Fuck. I usually sit alone in the corner at lunch, but today the entire football team is sitting where I sit. Waiting for me. I quickly look for another place to sit. No where. I decide to rush by them and go eat outside.

"Hey gay boy, where do you think you're going," Zach says. Obviously leading the other boys on the team.

"Just going to eat outside by myself" I say quietly trying to hold in my fear.

"No you're not, you're gonna help Zach with his school work today, or you're gonna pay for it," One of the kids on the football team said.

I reluctantly helped Zach by giving him all my work from the three classes we have together, while the rest of the football team threw my lunch away, and stole my pants and hid them.
Lunch is over now, and I'm hiding in a corner; Pants less. I wait for everyone to leave while I quickly run from the cafeteria, across the hallway to the gym lockers and put on my gym shorts. It is now 1pm. Almost time for school to end.
I quickly jaunt to my locker and squeeze into the door of my last class of the day, English. I grab a seat in the back of the class and slowly go to sleep. Sleep is my only escape from this prison of school. I hear the bell ring, and head to my locker. 2:15, time to walk home. My house is only a few blocks from the school. I take the usually short cut and arrive at my destination within five minutes. 2:25 pm. School is over. Time for the wonderful life of my house.