Fifteen

Dead Asleep

"Now what is the radius of a circle with the area of 825.3?" The old hag teacher questioned with her British raspy voice. All to be heard was coughs and the little 'clicking' sound when people texted away on their phones. The answer was obviously 16.21. Any ordinary student in the ninth grade would be able to solve that. Or at least I thought so..
Everyone just sat and typed away, not even bothering to raise their hands. I didn't even bother as well. What's the point if your just going to get laughed at anyways?
"Well, If you paid any attention you would have been able to solve this by now. Well I guess I will have to explain this again. So first you ha..." Ms. Slumber was interrupted by the dismissal bell ringing.
Everyone arose from their old wooden creaky desks, bags already packed, and already planning what to do this evening. " we should go to the mall!" "Omg totally! Let's get those awesome boots!" My plans were simpler then going to the mall. My plans were to walk home, do homework , eat and go to sleep.
I began to make my way out the main entrance, with my one million pound backpack, rain pelting down on my frizzy brown hair, heading down the side walk towards my house. I guess you could say I was an loner, or more of an introvert. You could see all the groups of girls freaking out and shrieking when they were together, and then you see me alone. But I don't mind it. It's actually quite nice. Not having to worry about anyone else. Not having to be there for them. My mind kept wondering on all the advantages of being alone, until I was stopped by something soft but cold being shoved into my face. It took my a moment to realize that it was a hand, and that this 'hands' nails were digging into my skin, piercing through it. A strong stench of cherry blossom drowned my nostrils. Only one person I knew would wear this. Amanda.
"Well hello there fat head. How's that father of yours working out? Still never around eh? Maybe he finally came to his senses to leave this bag of shit behind?" Amanda laughed and pointed at me, looking at her back up girls, who seemed to almost be dying. I could feel my face turn red and boil, in anger and embarrassment, and I close my my fingers tightly, making a fist. My shoulder tensed up and I clenched my teeth. I guess the 'Mega Bitch' noticed. I could hear her let out a small laugh. "Do you think that you could actually take us on?" She grabbed me by my white shirt collar and lifted me up to her face until my nose was barley touching hers. I could see her silky blond, damp but beautiful. Her breath smelled of leaves, and salad dressing. "Bring it" She handed her large umbrella to one of her friends and threw me to the ground. Banging my head on the ground, I started to feel dizzy. She and her friends giggled away and high fived each other. Soon enough, my stomach felt as if it had been turned from
a solid into mush. They were kicking me, with their heels in my stomach. The pain kept hammering and hammering and hammering. Finally they stopped. But the ache still stuck to me. Amanda bent down and began to whisper in my ear, " looks like daddies not here now huh? Who's gonna come?" She then stood back up and brushed off her pink blouse. Her and her possy trotted away giggling, leaving me on the cold hard sidewalk, in the rain, un conscious, bleeding and nearly dead. I had no time to sit around. I had to get home and do homework.
The pain was excruciating. Every limb in my body hurt. I could barely see straight, but I managed to get up, and walk. Every step I took I came closer to home, but becoming more dizzy. I took a couple more, and a couple more, and a couple more. My head started to spin, and twirl inside. The pain. For some reason I couldn't keep my eyes open. I wasn't tired or anything. I kept opening and closing them, until they were forced shut. Everything was fuzzy and dark and black. I could feel myself wobbling. And suddenly, the feeling of falling arose and then another sharp pain in my head. I couldn't move. Couldn't open my eyes. Couldn't speak. Couldn't make it home. I couldn't think anymore. My brain began to take a time out. The factories closed , the little brain people hid in their houses and the lights had all turned off. For the first time in a while, my brain was dead asleep, and soon, I found my self doing the same.