I wake up to the annoying sound of my alarm clock, realizing that today is a school day and that I have no other choice but to get ready. I scramble through my closet like a raccoon and find my beige oversized hoodie, and some light blue ripped jeans.
I quickly throw my clothes on and head downstairs before running into my sister, almost sending her tumbling down the stairs like some old person. “DAMN! watch where you're going Theo, you almost made me spill my latte!” Tarah exclaims, “sorry, sorry geez” I say, trying not to roll my eyes.
“Such a drama queen” I mutter quietly under my breath, “Excuse meTheo, what did you just say?” “nothing, nothing” “that's what i thought” she says caustically, before i could say something smart back, she sashays away with her nasty latte.
It's only 5:15 AM and I can already tell this is not gonna be a good day.
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The bus pulls up at my stop and I get on to immediately spot Royce and Derrick already on the bus staring at me. Just great I say in my head, the last thing I need is these two messing with me and making my day worse than it already is. God I wish my skateboard wasn't broken.
I head towards the back of the bus before being suddenly pushed into a seat by Derrick. I look over at him and Royce, Royce is staring blankly out the window and Derrick is smirking at me. I ignored it and settled into the seat I was forced in.
“So the faggot decided to ride the bus today, i'm suprised” Derrick says, i ignore him and continue counting the trees outside my window. “Don't wanna talk huh?” I look over at Royce who is still looking out the window, He's quiet i say to myself in my head.
Before I realize it Derrick has scooted his way into my seat. “Listen Derrick'' I tell him, “it's only 6 o’clock in the morning and you're already starting this bullshit, I don't have the time nor energy to deal with you or your childish antics! I'm tired, hell! We are all tired! So please shut the hell up and go away.”
“so the faggot is talking smack now? Lets see how long that lasts when I break your jaw” he threatens. “Leave him alone Derrick” Royce says, looking over at us “he's all bark and no bite anyways, and also i don’t want you to get suspended off the bus for wasting your time with this idiot.” “Fine” Derrick backs off, I sigh with relief under my breath and throw my hoodie over my head.
We arrive at school and as I'm going down the last step I feel a violent nudge on my back causing me to trip off the step, and scrape my knee on the hard concrete. This is the last time I'm wearing ripped jeans.
“Maybe if you weren't so slow i wouldn't have pushed you” Derrick says towering over me. “Yeah right” I say, pulling myself off the ground. As I enter the building I notice that Royce is following me to the nurses office, i turn around “why are you following me?” “because I wanna make sure you're okay”.
Hold on WHAT?!! This can't be real, and HE can't be serious right now. Just last week he sent me flying off my skateboard almost causing me to break my arm and also breaking my skateboard too and now he's following me to the nurses office so I can get a bandaid for a scrape?!!
I stare at him shocked, “you wanna make sure I'm okay?” “yeah i mean like that is a pretty nasty cut you got there” i look down to see blood soaked on my jeans “yeah, but why?” i ask confused “look dude i'm just trying to be nice okay”
Just trying to be nice?
I stare at him trying to figure out what the hell is going on, when he suddenly grabs me by the arm and the next thing I know we're in the nurse's office. I look around and notice that the nurse is not here, “sit” he says, looking through the med kit. “Listen dude, you really don't have to-” “just shut up okay and sit down!” he snaps, pulling out alcohol pads and bandages.
I take a seat on a stool and I watch him clean up the blood that is still spilling out of my knee. I cringe because this is totally ridiculous and this whole scene is straight out of a Wattpad story.
After he’s finished he looks up at me and we make direct eye contact, I notice his eyes are a nice hazel brown color. He gets up still staring at me “better?” he asks, “yeah” i say, breaking eye contact with him.
“Hey i'm sorry about Derrick” he says “i tried to tell him to be more nicer to you for now on because this whole bully thing is getting old” I look at the floor trying to figure out what's going on, “and i'm sorry bout your skateboard” he says standing up, i look back up at him and he smiles.
Yup this whole thing is just like a Wattpad story
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