Hurts

Chapter 1

Adrian pov

Monday, the shittiest day of all, new week new disasters and new insults of this asshole and his gang. Since this school year started, they won't leave me alone, in the last months it got worse every week. I didn't do anything, they just chose me as their victim.

I walked to school and as soon as I arrived, they focused their eyes on me, I was sick of this shit, but no one would care for me anyway.

I tried to walk past them straight into class, but of course it didn't work.

"Ey, Dipshit! How was your weekend? Had fun?", he called me.

"Don't you need friends for fun?", one of his friends laughed.

"Oh, yeah right.", he laughed, too.

I just rolled my eyes and went to class, getting hit with paper balls and erasers the whole time, I tried to ignore them, I could only lose against all of them.

I put my books in the locker, but of course I couldn't even do that in peace. They slammed the books out of my hand and walked away. I wanted to punch his pretty face so bad, his luck was that I was way smaller than him and that he was quite good looking, else I would've broken his pretty nose already. He was tall, sporty with gelled back brown hair and dark eyes, wore mostly leather, yes, he is the biggest asshole this school has probably ever seen, but also the prettiest. This was the problem as much as I hated him, I also found him quite attractive.

"How was your day, sweetie?", my mom asked when I came home.

"Shit like always."

"This guy again?"

"Yep.", I took an apple and a big bite.

"Shouldn't we do something about him? It's more than half a year, now.", she worriedly asked.

"No, I'm fine, they don't hurt me."

"Not physically."

"It's okay, maybe if I ignore them, they will give up.", I made my way upstairs.

"If it gets worse tell me, okay?"

"Okay, ma."

I did my homework and let myself fall on my bed, I couldn't wait for this year to be over, luckily just a few months left.

The next day it was rainy so my mom dropped me at school, after entering, I should've walked.

"Oh, did your mommy have to drive you? Are you scared of rain?", they pouted.

"Let me through.", I mumbled.

"What if we don't?", he raised an eyebrow.

I just looked at them and walked around them.

"Prick!"

For the next classes I had peace cause they had different courses, but then PE class came..

Dodgeball, me against those d*ckheads, it was my chance for hurting them with permission, but I was bad in sports, I couldn't aim, no I was the aim. Hit by soft balls and 50 bruises later it was over, I changed and wanted to leave.

"Ey, this weirdo doesn't even shower after sports! Bet he smells like shit!", his friend yelled.

"Come on, that's an insult for shit!", he laughed.

"Maybe he's allergic to water."

"No, water is allergic to him! Not even a dung beetle wants to touch him!", I heard them laugh while leaving.

It was the last class for today and I preferred to shower at home and not share one with those assholes.

And just as I thought it couldn't get worse the next day proved me wrong..