Blind

Instinct

I was sent to Lakewood Middle School. It wasn't all bad, I was rather shy and kept mostly everything to myself. The only problem was a group of girls known as the "Rubies", they were rich, popular girls that thought they were better than everyone else, thus knocking everyone down, which included me. Everyday they would tease me, make fun of me, and found new ways to put me down. Like the shy girl I was, I got used to it and didn't really tell anyone, until one day it got out of hand.

Seeing a figure walking towards I move aside, knowing that it was Rachel, the head of the "Rubies". I didn't want to get on her bad side, but for some sort of reason it felt like I was always her target."Move it, loser!" I hear her yell as she shoved me out of the way, my books fall out of my hands and were now scattered on the floor. Not saying anything I kneel down and picked the books up. Why does she always have to put everyone down? Not just me, but everyone. It's not fair. "Watch where you're going, you almost ruined my clothes." She scoffed, fixing her outfit she started to laugh. "I bet you can't even see me, you pathetic excuse of a girl." I stood up, books in hand and stared hard at the floor, not wanting to make eye contact. I kept a straight face, when in reality I was furious, but I didn't want to start anything. Thinking that she was going to move on, I started to walk away from her. Only to be grabbed by my hair and pulling me back in front of her.

Looking at her, I swallowed my fear and spoke up. "What do you want Rachel?" I asked quietly.

She glared at me and smirked. "You see Athena, I just don't get something."

"What do you not get?" I replied. I was now shaking all over, truth be told, Rached scared me. I've heard what she's like and what she does to people who get in her way and let's say that it wasn't very pretty.

" I don't get how a blind girl like you got into this school, the teachers adore you, you get perfect grades and yet I still can't figure out how." She asks.

I look hard into her eyes. It's called being determined smart one. Of course I didn't say that out loud because even though she is mean, doesn't mean that I'm going to be the same way. Instead I stayed quiet and looked back down at the floor. I wanted to get out of there, to run away and hide, but I couldn't. I was frozen in place, my feet felt as they were buried in cement. I felt a finger under my chin, forcing me to look up at her. Then just like that she slaps me, hard on my right cheek. In instinct, I put my hand on my cheek, at first I couldn't feel anything, but a few seconds went by and it stung, my face felt a weird tingly sensation. Anger started to cloud my thoughts.

"What's wrong Athena? Is the little baby gonna cry?" She grinned deviously. "I feel sorry for your parents, having to have a blind cry baby to weigh them down. Oh wait, they aren't your real parents aren't they?" She paused. "You're adopted right? Meaning that your real parents obviously didn't want you." As those words left her mouth, I became even more furious than I was before and I punched her. That's right I punched her right on the nose and as I withdrew, she quickly cupped her nose and started to curse silently.

I looked at her with pure hatred. "You don't know what I've gone through!" I spat. I would have never in my life think, that I would ever and I mean ever hurt someone, but I did and I had no control over it because I let all the anger that was held back inside me free and it took over. Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder and I turn around to find Mrs. Lilac shaking her head. "Girls, follow me to the principal's office." She said in a stern voice and we followed her.

After being in the principal's office, Rachel was sent to the hospital to check her nose. Our parents were called and talked to, we both got to say our side. The principal understood the event that occurred, but we both got detention. I was later picked up by my parents after school and the ride was oddly silent.

When we got home, I ran straight up to my room and layed there on the bed trying to process what just had happened. Suddenly, I was overwhelmed with guilt and remembered what Rachel had said that blinded me with anger. I feel sorry for your parents.....Your real parents obviously didn't want you.