Fragile.

Okay, so this from my tablet, so it may be really bad. But you'll accept it right? Onwards with the story!

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I took a deep breath in, pulling on the doors that would reveal my every nightmare. The hell hole that is called school. Sure, I know that I'm different. Everybody knows. I'm so different in a bad way, though, that I was even bullied by new, shy, harmless, kids. Not so harmless when they pull out their mean faces and punch you so hard that you actually take a week off laying in bed, because you can't see. Yeah, they had given me two bkack eyes, so what? I can take the pain, right? Wrong.

Since all of my bullies are guys, I thought they would actually have SOME mercy. Seems that my bullies didn't though, and when I asked them that, they shoved me into a locker. Peoole are soo nice these days, right? Everybody always says it's good to be different. So is this what being different feels like? In that case, I don't think I want to be good if it means being different.

I made excuses, to not go to school, every single day. My mother had finally got what has been happening for years, and today is the last straw. Of course I won't be telling anyone where I'm going. But I'sure that today will be the best day of my life.

It's like that feeling you get when you're playing a video game. When you are in the intense battling stage and you have finally won. Breathing a sigh of relief and feeling proud. Well, that's exactly how I feel today.

So, back to the present. I had a smile on my face, and I was actually wearing shorts today, with a t-shirt that complimented my eyes or whatever fancy people say. I was practically skipping in the halls with a fucking rainbow trailing behind me. Oh yeah, today is going to be the best day EVER!

Getting the materials I would need for science, literacy, and math, I closed my locker and went to my first class. I greeted almost everyone in my sight, and then while going to my next class, promptly yelled, "So long motherfuckers!" and giggled the rest of the way going to my next class.

After math class was lunch. Which I had actually toned down the skipping with rainbows, but I managed to still keep a grin on my face. Maybe I will tell my bullies the news. They don't really care to go all the way to another school so fuck, why not? We should tell all of these assholes that I'm leaving, never coming back again, trying to sing some Jesse Mccartney lyrics.

They should be coming now anyway, it would be sad if they were all absent. So I could rub it in their faces, hell yeah! Oh wait, they're coming!

" Hey shrimp!" yelled Kyle.

"Yes?" I asked trying not to smile too much.

"You're smiling way too fucking much, you know I can wipe that fucking grin off your face whenever, right?" he said in a menacing tone.

"Only but of course," I responded in a sickly sweet tone, "but where's the rest of the gang? Am I really so scary that only the big bad leader can bully me?"

" Oh they're gonna be here, alright,"

I smiled, " Good, I have to tell you all something anyways,"

As mentioned, they came a few minutes later, and suprisingly, Kyle never bullied me in those few minutes that I could have probably been socked in the face and no one would notice. I started counting once I had thought everyone was there. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8. Yep. They all seemed to be here.

"Well, as I mentioned, I have something very important to tell you all," I grinned like there was no tomorrow.

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Omg Becky! Don't you love cliffhangers! I know I do!

WELL!

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