Chapter 1 ~ School

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George Pov <3

I hate my school. I know almost everyone hates school to an extent, but I do more than most. I can't go one day without being teased, beat, or bullied. Ever since I came out it got so much worse; I get so many disgusted looks from people when walking down the hall. I never actually came out to anyone, it was just a rumour that everyone believed that happened to be true.

When I finally told my parents about what was happening at school, they didn't believe me until I showed the bruises. It took a lot of convincing for my dad but eventually he decided he wanted us to move to America and I can go to school there seeing as my mum always wanted to move there anyway.

Today is my first day at my new school in America. I set my alarm for 6:30am because there was no way I wanted to be late for my first day. I was already laying there awake when I heard my alarm blaring in my ear. I threw my blankets off and jumped out of bed excitedly. I grabbed a fresh set of clothes, including a light blue hoodie, long black pants, and boxers and headed to the bathroom to shower. I made sure to walk as quietly as possible and avoid all the creaky steps as to avoid waking my parents, mostly my father. Ever since I was about 10, he's been abusive, at first it was just verbal, but as I got older it turned to hitting, kicking and punching.

I successfully made it to the bathroom without making any noise and got undressed. I looked at myself in the mirror with disgust. I grab the fat on my stomach in-between my thumb and index finger. I cry to myself as I see how fat I am. I take the scale out from behind the bath and step on it and wait for my weight to show up. 137 lbs. "I've gained so much weight, I won't eat for a couple days." I say to myself. I hop off the scale and get my blade out from the medicine cabinet and sit on the bathroom floor against the wall.

I bring the cold blade to my arm, slashing it across my skin over and over again. Each time for a different reason.

1: You're too fat

2: You're so disgusting

3: No one likes you

4: You're too heavy

5: You deserve this

6: You don't deserve to be happy

7: Your parents hate you

8: You're a disappointment

9: Every hates you

I drop the blood covered blade on the ground and wipe my eyes. I take a minute to recuperate myself before I stand up and put my blade back in the medicine cabinet. I hop in the shower and turn the hot water to max and wait to feel it on my bruised, cut skin. I winced as the hot water runs down my arm and the blood dripped from my arm to the shower floor and down the drain. I stayed in the shower for another 3 or so minutes then hopped out and dried myself off. I grabbed some rubbing alcohol and bandages from the medicine cabinet and quickly cleaned my cuts. After I finished bandaging them, I put on my fresh clothes and headed back to my room as quietly as possible. I checked the time and realised it was 7:25 so I grabbed my bag and hurried downstairs, forgetting to walk slowly and landing on a creaky step.

I realised my mistake as I was about to walk out the front door but heard my parents' bedroom door open and booming footsteps heading downstairs. I desperately tried to grab my keys out of my bag and open the door but kept fumbling with the key out of fear.

Next thing I know I feel a strong grip on my wrist, and I'm being yanked away from the door. "You woke us the fuck up George!" My dad yelled angrily. "I didn't mean too, I realised the time and didn't want to be late for school" I replied back nervously. I then feel a harsh slap on my cheek and get shoved to the ground. "Don't talk back to me you useless excuse of a son! You're such a disappointment". I let out a sob as I hear the harsh words being yelled at me. Just as I thought he was walking away I feel a kick to the stomach as I cry out in pain. I hear him mumble "Weak" as he walks away. I wait for the footsteps to go up the stairs and hear his door slam until I slowly stand up and wince as I reach my hand up to my face and feel my cheek.

I once again head over to the door and take out my keys and leave the house. I begin my walk to school which luckily is only a 20 or so minute walk so I made it with time to spare. When I enter the building, I struggle to find the office but when I finally do the receptionist gives me my schedule and locker information. "Oh I almost forgot, we have a student here to show you around the school and help you find your classes. Here I'll introduce you two, follow me." She says as she walks out a backdoor and leads me down a hallway to a place that looks like a waiting room.

"Nick" she says and a black haired boy wearing a white bandana looks up from his phone and stands up, walking over to us. "Hi I'm Nick, but I prefer Sapnap, Nice to meet you...?" he asks, offering his hand. "George, nice to meet you too." I respond as I shake his hand. "Nick here will be your guide today, he'll show you to your locker, classes, and anywhere else you'd need to go". The kind receptionist tells me. "Ok cool" I respond and smile at them both. "I'll be at my desk if you need me" she says as she waves and walks away.

"So, do you want to head to your first class or your locker first? We both have late passes because my teachers know I'll be showing you around so we can do whatever" He offers. "Would you mind showing me around the school a bit? Just the main stuff like locker, bathrooms, cafeteria and classes?" I ask quietly. "yeah sure, we can head to the cafeteria and I'll show you bathrooms and classes along the way" he smiles at me. "Sounds good" I smile back.

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Author Note

So that was chapter one, what do you think so far? 

Make sure to take care of yourself, Drink water, eat food and Love you all <3333


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