Lets admit it, growing up as a kid all you could think about was love? It was contagious, All these hugs and kisses is all that everyone ever wanted. But not me. I never believed in this so called 'love' that every one talks about. I was alone and I was happy that way, "I don't believe in love" were set in my heart and mind, or so I thought...
Another year... I yawned as I looked out the window, it was the beginning of the year. And I was set for the exams I had been studying the whole summer for this. Well what did you expect? I am alone, and basically everyone are to stuck up to hang out with a nerd like me. And I didn't expect anyone to anyways. I didn't need anyone's company.
The bell had rang for recess, boy was I tired I stayed up the whole night studying, I don't exactly know why I was studying, tests weren't given out until 2nd term. I sighed out in relief. I walked to the cafeteria and gotten my lunch and went to my usual place the roof. It was the only peaceful and quiet place in the school. No one ever went there.
As I sat down, I began to pray for my food. And then I had opened my lunch to see a delicious meal. I always had lunch, I never once bought something from Home even though I loved cooking. But it was that way... I had never really had one person in my class as a friend or even school, there was Mandy but I didn't really think of her as a friend. No one liked me. But it didn't really matter.
This was my last year of school, and once it was over was university, my whole life was studying. Everyone called me freak or weirdo. I always thought it was strange that all I did was study and yet I was judged. But Of course they were idiots, so they're opinion was meaningless.
Others called me monster because I wasn't affectionate as others or that I never had happiness. I never smiled or laughed, I had no sign of any expression on my face... People said I was a stick in the mud, probably because I rejected every body who came in contact with me.
I mean you couldn't blame me... I have trust issues, my father left when I was little kid and my mother beat me as a kid and overdosed on drugs. And died... I live with my older brother who I barely see. I had a tough life, and all I focused on now was my studies. So you couldn't blame me for not having interests in others.
The bell had rang, I began to pack my things and head off, I left to my next period class. When suddenly Mandy bental had called my name, she began to run towards me, as I stood there waiting for her to approach me. Finally she had caught up, she bent down with her arms on her thighs gasping for air.
She stood straight staring at me, a smile crossed her face, but not mine " Are you going to the New year party?" I shook my head. " I wasn't invited" I replied. She smiled again " Then your my tag-a-long" I refused as I began to walk off.
She grabbed my hand, and pulled me towards her, Mandy was pretty tall and she was definitely pretty, She was the kindest person I knew well the only person in school I knew... But I didn't accept her as a friend, I didn't want friends because I didn't need them.
"Your coming and that's final" she said with a dark tone. Of course she didn't scare me. She was too goody-goody to scare anyone, I nodded my head. Of course I wasn't actually going to go. Party's are idiotic and stupid, besides ill just kill the mood because I'm a so called 'stick in the mud' she smiled " I'll pick you up at 7:00pm" She giggled as she skipped through the hall.
I scoffed. Like hell I'm letting you take me to that stupid party. Ill put my whole house on lock down if I have to. I walked to my next class and had realised that I was late. I stood by the door glaring at the geography teacher as she handed me a detention slip. I didn't really care this wasn't my first detention slip and it certainly wasn't going to be my last.
I took my seat, and stared out the window and waited until this period was over. Finally class was over, I walked down to the detention room. It was all the way downstairs. The black pitch, cold stairs. I walked to the class and opened the door peeping through the gap. I sighed, it was just me in detention or so I hoped. I took my seat in the front near the teachers desk.
