Finally most of the day was over, and i got to go to connections, were i play my clarinet for a hour and then i sing my heart out for another hour. This was the thing in school that relaxed me. Singing and making music has always been a part of my life and the great part is, i have it in the middle of the day, so thearfore i get a break for bitchy one-three. Yes three Alex is now on the dark side, the probably bribed her with cookies. Kidding.
FIVE WEEKS LATER January 25, 2013
I sat down in music and of corse we have a sub. She was a older lady, probably didnt even hear anybody talking or texting. People kept asking her if we could get our phones out and she finally caved in and let us. By now the Girls had many people hatting on me, saying things that id never say and hurtting me in many ways. I cant count on all my fingers and tpink panted toes how many people they had turn aginst me, many of which I was supposed to have to be with till the day i graduate. I was almost getting to know him, he is like my almost lover his name sizzald off the end of my tounge. I felt rather weird on this day, like i needed to be watching my back.. buzzz buzzz. My phone was allerting me that i had a text, i clicked open. It was a number not saved into my phone but i knew who it was because i had her number before.. Helen.
hit me bitch i wanna fight the text read.
im not stooping to your level. why you saying your gonna hit me in math anyway i relplied and hit send. she looked up at me across the room, she had a evil look in her eyes, none too good.
just wait till math. the message said. Well honey ill tell you one thing, i didnt replied because i didnt give two fucks, not even one. i locked my phone and sat it in my lap. I could see her out of the corner of my eye, she was wispering with the girls around her, who just happend to now be, Veronica and Natalie. I heard veronica tell Helen something weird, noo dont you might get expelled and you cant do that , thats all i heard and i knew they were up to no good. But, who was i supposed to talk to about this they had evey person known to man at out middle school thinking i was a Ratcht hoe. Whatever i shook it off my shoulders. They should know better then to lay a hand on me anyway, they knew id hit back harder, they knew tolers were in my blood. If you didnt know were i come from if you hear the name Toler you ran. All the Tolers in cobb county and paulding county were born to fight. They would kick your ass so hard it would hurt to poop for a week. But you know maybe they were stupid enough to do it.
By the time math had rolled around i had put way to much thought into what would happen to my pretty face if they did do anything. I couldnt mess my face up. I sat down in math and just so happend that Helen sat right behind me. I already didnt trust people sitting behind me so i moved to wear i wouldnt get in trouble. To the back of the room where nobody could sit behind me. So what if i looked like a coward mooving anyway. Not like i had any friends anymore. My reputation was ruined but i didnt really care. We took a test and the subsatute didnt care what we did.. greatttt.... Well it was about 10 minutes till class was supposed to end and im packing up my stuff not doing anything wrong, thinking hah you did nothing. I look up and i see people grouped together, next thing i know Chasidy was coming over to my desk. I got lucky being a little white girl compared to this big black girl.
so you heard i was gonna hit ya. she asked
Yeah i did but i aint stopping to your level, its immature to fight somebody. i said as i continued to pack up my things
well hit me bitch, she said
no ive already said i dont hit anybody first. i said done packing up my things.
ht me hoe.
i shook my head , next thing i knew she had shoved me
excuse me? i said because i knoww she wasnt forreal.
hit me hoe! she said shoving me even harder; almost throwing me off balance. i shoved her back and knocked her back to give me some millaseconds to gather my thought. BAM she hit me pretty hard square in the jaw, but it didnt phase me because i was too angry, angry of being betrayed, stabbed in my back. I hit her back a couple of times and blocked a few punches. She only got to hit me once to i guess i won, but that didnt matter. Next thing i knew the teacher was between us and we were being taken out of the classroom by the pricaples. I didnt care i was glad she hit me, i was tired of being threatend. But my jaw hurt.
In the end i didnt want to go back to that school i told my parents i wouldnt do it. My dad pulled me out of school and put in a application for home schooling and private school. I ended up being accepted by a homeschool but we go two days a week and its a Christian school Sort of private school. It really broke me to know that somebody had recorded this fight, they were already plotting aginst me oviously, I hated my life. My jaw cramped every day as i watched all the facebook comments popping up on the video i was so angry, i felt unloved i felt, almost broken.
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Almost Broken. </3
Teen FictionThis is the story of a strugling, bullied teen who is Practicly breacking inside, until everything changed. She left that school and meet a boy who she thought was her everything, she made friends who were the sweetest people ever. It made her feel...
