I sighed to myself as I doodled on the side of my math test. I was, yet again the first nerd done. I glanced over my shoulder to see Tasha the school slut, winking at Gale and his manhood. I find it funny how they are liked in this crazy place. People never like you for your personality, only your body.
"Okay, pass in your tests." My math teacher Mr. Tomas sighed taking tests from people as we left for our next exams. He flexed his stomach making any muscle of his flex as Tasha strutted by, I have no doubt that they are having a fling. Lets just say that when my mother saw him she is said, "What kind of teacher looks like that!? He could be starring on Magic Mike." and then she gave me some talk about ever flirting with him and I'd be living with my father. Soon after she met a guy and moved away to France and left me with my abusive father anyway so who really cares? I moved out and into my own apartment as soon as I turned 16. So yeah that's my life, dealing with high school.
*BAM*
Frigg
"Watch were your going clumsy!" Tasha growled pushing me away from her and onto the ground. I have to start paying more attention! I looked up at her knowing hell would be crashing down on me now.
"S-sorry , I wasn't- I didn't mean to bump into you!" I stood up and started to clean up my books and papers as her high heel trio stepped on them leaving marks as they walked away in disgust. I had been bullied by the popular, rich, Tasha since kindergarten. I have always been her target and always will be her target. Let's just say I hate her guts.
After cleaning up my papers and scrambling down the hallway to my next class, history, only to find that I missed it and the time I took to clean up my papers, Tasha told the teacher I had gone home sick so I did just that. I was ready for summer to come early. I ran to my locker with tears lining my eyes daring to fall as I shoved my things into it and then slammed the door and running outside and down the side walk away from the living hell people call high school. Oh yeah did I forget to say that I don't have a car?
YOU ARE READING
It's a Beauty Thing
Teen FictionPrim is a normal 17 year old school nerd that has been bullied about her smarts and her body since day one in school. She decides to take a stand and show just how cruel the world is. So she decides she wants to get in with the 'cool' crowed but how...
