Ugly Troll

stupid decision

I sit in detention. Fun right! Why does coach hate me.

"You look so stressed, it's just detention" says Alex.

"This goes on my record" I wave my hands in the air.

"Chill, your acting like this is your first detention or something" says chase.

"It is" I groan.

"And you managed to get three" Greggy says.

"Shut up" I mumble.

"So, what are you doing after school" Alex says.

"Same thing as you're supposed to be doing, work" I say.

"Why would you bother with that place" he shakes his head.

"I love the name okay" I say.

"The name, what was it... Fa... Fa... Fa"he says thinking. This is my time to shine. To strike his ego while it's down.

"T t today junior" I say staring at him right in his stupid eyes.

Both chase and Greg laugh loudly at what I said. I'm proud. Maybe to proud.

"What did you just say" Alex says.

"I. Said. T. T. Today. Junior" I space it out.

"I don't like you" he says in a intimidating voice. Really intimidating.

"Feeling is mutual" I smile.

"Oh, I'm Hannah farmer, I got three detentions, I can do what I want" he says mocking me.

"Oh I'm Alex, I only have 1 pick up line that I think works on everybody oh" I mock him. I think chase is in tears.

"I don't sound like that" he says sounding a little more then a bit hurt.

"Yeah you do" I point out.

"Hey, quit it" the teacher says.

"So, you must get hit on a lot right" Alex says to the girl sitting on the other side of him.

"Jesus Christ, agian, that's the third girl in two days you've used that pick up line on" I look at Alex.

"Seriously" the girl says. She looks at him in disgrace then slap him and moves to the other side of the room.

"Listen farmer, stop ruining my life" Alex says.

"Are you kidding me, you think you have it bad. What you can't get all the girls you want how about that. Oh no, that sounds terrible" I say sarcastically. If he thinks he has it rough, jeez, I can't even explain how angry I am.

"Yes, now how am I supposed to get laid" he says.

"I can't believe you" I say looking at him.

"Look, you don't understand what it's like to be hot. And I know that. But don't get your undies in a twist, it makes you look more like a troll then you already look" he laughs along side chase and Greg.

"Fuck you" I say.

"Oh great come back. What did I hurt you stupid little feelings" Alex says.

I roll my eyes and face the front. I hear them snarking about me. Who do they think they are. The principle walks in. He looks at us and tilts his head.

"You guys don't need to be in detention, coach was out of wack" he says.

"Thank god, I wouldn't want to hang out with a ugly troll all day" Alex laughs.

"An" I say.

"What" he says.

"An ugly troll not a ugly troll" I explain.

"So you do admit it then, you are AN ugly troll" he says.

"How old are you, five. Because if an ugly troll is the worst then you can call me that's just plain sad" I reply. Then I walk out the room and go to the toilets.

It hurt. What they said did hurt me. I sit in a stall feeling my checks burn up and tears cooling them down. What makes him think calling me a troll is okay. It really fucking hurt. I wish I was one of those girls who didn't care but I'm not. I fucking care.

I sit hear silently crying. While everybody else is happy. I don't want to be sad. Fuck, nobody wants to be sad. I just can't help it. Jeez man. What type of human being says shit like that to an unstable girl. He doesn't know me.

I have shit going on a home. So I don't need his shit right now. I hate him. I truly do.

He makes me want to ugg.

I look in my bag it's to dark to see what's in it. I slightly cut myself on something.

"Shit" I whisper. I pull my finger up to my mouth and suck off the blood. I have a band aid somewhere.

I use my phone as light to guide me to my band aid. After covering it up I look at what I cut myself on. It was a blade. Since when did I have a blade.

It has a note next to it.

"Why don't you cut yourself you stupid troll- Alex"

"That fucking bitch" I cry, "that stupid fucking cunt".

I bring my knees to my chest and my head down. I don't deserve this. I don't fucking deserve this.

After about 20 minutes of crying I raise my head to the blade. Fine, I will.

I grab the blade and pull down my jeans a bit. I don't want anybody to see it.

I slowly cut across my thighs. I always thought this was stupid. But, it feels right. Like I'm supposed to do this. Because I'm a stupid troll. A stupid ugly troll.

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I know I've been gone a while and I know this is a sad chapter. But don't worry, we will get Alex back. Fuck him!

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