Monday
"Hey, loser!"
It's them again, every day it's the same... I won't look at them this time
"Look at me, when I'm talking to you fucking weirdo."
He shoves me, I won't look at him.
Every day in the halls, this happens but nobody ever helps...nobody
He then leaves me alone but shoves me throughout the day.
I'm known as the school's loser, I don't know how much more I can hold out...
The only reason I'm still here is because of him... Travis... I see him in math class, and the halls, he's the only one who will look at me and talk to me.
I like him...I REALLY like him, but I can't tell him ever.
Tuesday
I decided Friday is the day.
Nothing can stop me.
I want to keep my distance, but Travis asked me to hang out.
How can I say no? So I said yes.
After a regular school day... Something happened.
English class happened.
English is after Math, but my mood was ruined.
My desk was scribbled on with the words "LOSER" "WEIRDO" "DICKSUCKER" and "CREEP".
I did nothing wrong.
I hear laughing at the back of the class Mathew the kid that bullies me every day.
Why me. Why me?
I cleaned the desk and the class continued.
The day ended, and I met up with Travis.
My heart beats every time I see him, he is my only shining light.
We went over to his house, his house is cozy, and his parents are loving.
I'm jealous.
After 4 hours I went home, to a not-so-cozy home, and not-so-loving parents.
Wednesday
Friday is approaching.
I'm debating about not doing it.
Because what will happen to Travis?
I get shoved to the ground, it's a daily occurrence.
I go to math, and there he is Travis...
I sit next to him, my heart is beating.
Math ends and I walk to English.
I hate English, I hate school, I hate everyone but Travis.
I'm a decent student, I show up every day, but I'm so tired.
School ends.
I start to walk home, but I hear footsteps run behind me, its Travis
"Hey, Vincent! Let's hang out today, my parents are gone and they said to go over to a friend's house."
I'm startled nobody has come over to my house and I thought nobody ever will.
I agree, I can't so no to him...
We walk to my house, he enters then we go to my room.
It's a mess, and I'm embarrassed I apologize and he helps me clean.
