The Nerd

Bullies

"Bam!" The sound of my head hitting the lockers, echoes through out the hallway, as someone shoves me into my locker door.

I groan in pain, rubbing my head, sixth person in just five minutes, fan-freaking-tastic.

I slam my locker shut, pushing my glasses up the bridge of my nose and tightening my grip around my books.

"Well well we meet again." The sound of my enemy's voice rings through my ears.

I turn around, to face the terrifying beast and their stood Katie Hansworth  at 5'6 hovering over me like I'm some kind of lost puppy dog. I know I make her sound like some evil monster but, in my eye's she is, she's been my tormentor since the sixth grade and I'm now a junior in high school.  I've never done anything to her or for her to hate me but, she always finds away to hurt me or make me feel low about myself and she enjoys it.

It's just her? Nope. She has her three minions follow her around Kelly Buckle, Lea Jones, and Tonya Johnson. I guess you could label them as the "Mean Girls" of our school, they will do any thing to make sure I'm the laughing stock of the school and they show no mercy. Torturing me is like a refill for their energy. 

I push a strand of loose hair behind my ear and adjust the strap on my shoulder.

"Aw she's scared." Kelly chimes in, with sarcasm.

"Too bad." Tonya says.

"Oh girls don't be so harsh," Katie says, "Her day hasn't even started." An evil grin appears across her face.

I stand there in shock and worry of what she's gonna do this time.

"Hey everybody!" Lea yells around the hallway, grasping the whole student body's attention.

"Oh Samantha, you could really use a shower." Katie says, looking down at me.

I shrink down a little, under the eyes look of the whole school, staring at her, trying to comprehend what she might do next.

Katie reaches over unzipping her newest Dolce and Gabbana purse, did I forget to mention she's filthy rich? She pulls a small white bottle out, popping open the top.

She flashes me an evil grin as she places the bottle over my head and squeezes.

All the students gasp and burst out in laughter.

I close my eyes as the liquid pours over my head and down my face. I wipe it away and look down at my slimy covered hands.

Shampoo. Really clever.

I open my locker, quickly grabbing my sweater using it to wipe as much of the liquid away as possible.

"Katie!" Jake yells from behind everyone.

She smiles, turning around towards Jake. 

"Jake baby, how nice to see you." Katie says, in a sweet tone.

I throw my now-wet sweater back into my locker and slam it shut.

I slowly turn around, meeting eyes with Jake Anderson.

Jake Anderson is the most popular boy in school, he's captain and star player of the baseball team.

Here at Weatherford High our most famed sport is baseball not football. Everyone knows him, every girl wants to date him and every boy wants to be him. He's the hottest boy in school, the most douchiest and also Katie's boyfriend.

"What have you done to her today?" He ask Katie, looking at me with sorrowful eyes.

"She needed some cleaning." Clinging to his arm.

He reaches up, sticking his finger in some of the left over shampoo. He eyes it for a minute before wiping it on his jeans.

"Nice touch." He says, with an evil grin.

And just when I thought he might show me sympathy and stand up for me, and all this would end, but I was wrong.. once again.

I push past everyone and run as fast as I can to the nearest bathroom, rushing in and slamming the swinging door shut, locking it.

A girl bangs on the door, protesting that I let her in.

"Find another one!" I yell, through the door.

"It's not a single bathroom you dibshit!" She yells back.

I ignore her comment, throwing my bag on the tops of the sinks and start washing my hair.

After I'm done I use as many paper towels as possible to dry it the best I can. I then throw it up into a messy bun and admire my appearance in the mirror.

I have long wavy brown hair and green eyes just like my mother. I'm a beautiful girl from what everyone in my family says and family friends but in my eyes I am an ugly disgrace, I live everyday in torture and I have no friends. It's kinda hard to get those when you're a laughing joke to your whole school.

I grab my bag, slinging it over my shoulder. I unlock the door and walk out, checking to see if anyone's around before I start the walk to the office as I prepare myself for what else is to come at me throughout the day.

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