Perception

Living Hell

Today started off like any other day. It's the same routine everyday, get up, bathe, go to school, return home and the cycle continues. I literally hate my life and I don't think that there's any other way to justify that statement. I just hate it. It's like there's no end to this torture.

This morning, Rebecca, my  girlfriend,or something of that sort, watched me intensely as we drove to school. She knew that, that irritated me yet that never seemed to stop her from doing it.

"What?" I asked really annoyed. She didn't answer,she just kept staring. I got  really agitated, today was not my day. Firstly I did not want to go to school, as always. To me it's like a hell hole, that tries to shove unnecessary things in our brain like if we're robots.

One day, after my senior year, I promise myself to do all the other miserable children a favor by burning  the school down to it's grave. After we'll all have a bonfire and watch it all go up in flames.

Secondly my so called Father wouldn't even pick up his damn phone. I've been trying to call him for the last six months. It's like he dropped off the face of the earth. Unless he's  planning to return with a blonde gold digger  begging me to call her a mother. 

Rebecca and I came out the car and headed towards the entrance. Miss Satanno, the wife of Satan, as i would say, came through the doors as soon as we were about to enter. This woman really gets on my nerves, and I think she knows it but enjoys watching me suffer immensely.

As she spotted us, her face screwed up with a slight eye twitch. Sigh.. I love ruining a teacher's life first thing in the morning, especially the famous she-devil. 

"Good Morning Miss Satanno. And how are you on this fine day?", I smirked while bowing to her

"Mr. Banks, what an unfortunate surprise to see you today. Please spear me the pain of seeing your face in class ." She said as she walked around us, making sure not to touch me. 

" Sure thing Satan." I replied, a little too loud. Rebecca  giggled as she knew that was my regular joke.

"What'd you say?" She turned on her heels to sternly watch me in the face. I elbowed Rebecca to stop laughing. We both watched her like nothing was wrong. 

"Oh nothing Miss Satanno." I lied. Apparently I'm not good at this lying game. She smiled and I just knew what she was going to say next. 

" For being honest about it this time, I'll only give you one detention." She said. Her face then turned serious. 

"Today, at four. Don't be late." With that she wheeled around and click clocked to her hell ride. 

"won't miss it for the world bitch!!" I called out after her.

"what did you say Banks?" she asked turning her head with one eyebrow cocked up "Two detentions that is"  swaying her no ass hip to probably the count Dracula theme music playing in that puny little brain of hers.

"I hate that woman" I huffed as Rebecca and I continued walking up the stairs and through the doors into Hell.

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"I'm soooo bored....", Malik sighed as his head hanged over the table with his body halfway resting on it. Malik's been my best friend since I was born, and I'm not exaggerating. We practically were conceived in the same hospital. He shifted his body back and forth making the table squeak. I watched him with annoyance as the rage built up from this morning.

"Can you just stop with your damn whining..." I replied as I slammed my hand on the table making him stop rocking instantly. He looked up and watched me with the same expression he had when I told him we couldn't go to the amusement park when we were seven.

"Geesh didn't know it was that time of the month" he gawked and rolled his chestnut eyes. "Next time warn me not to bark on your tree while you're pmsing". Rebecca's lips turned up into a smile. As she was about to laugh Mr. Wallis came up to our table.

"Mr. Shess please get your body off the school's property" he grimaced at Malik while his left eye twitched in a familiar way. Malik didn't move, instead he stared Mr. Wallis in his eye and replied,

"Go fvck yourself Sir cause I ain't moving". Malik gave a terrible glare while Mr. Wallis returned his look equally.

"Detention" was all he said. Well we all knew the Malik was never gonna show because he had band practice the afternoon and he would never give up band for anything in the world.

At the end of the day we all had detention. Malik's head drummer called to cancel cause he couldn't attend. Something about a sick relative, yeah right. His girlfriend probably came to visit his sorry ass.

We all decided to go since we had nothing else to do and whats more fun than to stay he whole afternoon giving Miss Santano hell. I wouldn't think she would hate it since that's where she grew up and live.