Sunday was uneventful like always. No surprise visits from the boys. Just me and Netflix. Just like any Sunday should be. I recently started watching this show, Doctor Who. So it was great to be able to binge watch it all day.
But now, it is Monday. I'm walking up the front steps of the school and I can't help but to notice that people are staring more so now than they did on my first day. Weird.
I make it to second period before I find out.
I'm sitting down at my desk in History when Ally comes running in, looking frantically around the classroom. When she finally spotted me, she ran towards me.
"You haven't seen it yet?!"
I have no idea what she is talking about. "What are you t-talking ab-bout Ally? Things like this make me nervous.
"You really haven't seen it? What am I saying? Of course you haven't or you'd be freaking out."
I don't like where she is going with this. Maybe it's not anything bad. But then again, maybe it is bad. I can't help but feel a strange sense of deja vu all of the sudden.
"Seen what?" Without any hesitation, she yanks me out of my seat and drags me down the hall/ I have to run to keep up with her.
When she finally came to a stop. I see a group of people surrounding a bulletin board. Ally pushes through the crowd of people, dragging me behind her. Resulting in many stares and whispers.
Ally pushes me in front of her so I can see the board. What I see makes me stop breathing.
It's a blown up picture of me. Laying down. With the boys. At the beach. In a light blue ruffled bikini. All around the image of me are words. Slut. Whore. Bitch. Diseased. There's even an arrow pointing to my stomach saying, "Preggo already? You just got here. Was it one of the guys?" There are so many words.. So many.. There is so much buzzing around in my head. All I see is the words. Words everywhere.
"Not again." I say, turning and running away with tears in my eyes, I catch a brief glimpse of the boys.
I run. I run as fast as I can. I run as far as I possibly can. I run until my legs are numb and I am dizzy. I fall.
I lay there for a minute. When I finally look up, I notice I am in a field that is surrounded by trees. Perfect to be alone with my thoughts. That's when I let my thoughts and memories flood in.
"Why is this happening again?"
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It's been a year since I have updated this story. I found my plans for this story today and I realized how many plans I had for it that I just couldn't let go to waste. I know this is short but I should have another chapter soon enough. Hope you enjoy.
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