Wait what!

1. New guy

1. New Guy
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There sat Brandon Bryant, quietly at the front row of the class. Genuine, humble, funny, intelligent, just my type. If you haven't noticed, it should be pretty obvious though, but I like this guy. A lot. Not many guys like him around these days.

But uhh, he doesn't know I exist. That's the pain that is a crush. They don't know of your existence.

It's the three year anniversary of me liking Brandon, and sadly the three year anniversary of Brandon still not noticing me. Well he noticed me this one time four years ago, when he randomly spoke to me.

"Hi Sarah."

I will forever remember his voice when he said that. That deep yet energy filled voice that shook my organs. But then she came, and told him off for speaking to a quote, "sexless, Harry Potter cosplayer." And well, he never spoke to me again.

Haha....

It's not as bad as it sounds I swear, it's just I'm not that noticeable. You see I'm what they call a.. A nerd?

I honestly don't think I look like your stereotypical nerd, and I'm not abnormally intelligent I just have a passion to learn about things. I mean what's wrong with learning about our ancestors? How humanity came to be? Ohms law? Pythagoras theorem? Ways to sustain our resources for the future generations?

People just don't have that same passion to learn, education is really taken for granted these days but as I was saying, I'm known as a nerd.

I don't have any friends, I haven't had friends for a while. There was a time I had friends, but they all 'unfriended' me because of a certain someone.

I'm not Beyoncé, I'm not flawless. Like seriously I'm not your dream girl. I wake up, shower, leave my straight, long dark brown hair as it is (not much I can do), put on a hoodie and sweatpants, vans and I'm out! Let's not forget I wear these thick round, apparently "unattractive" glasses instead of contacts. No makeup, no designer clothes, no fancy hairstyles, thick round Harry Potter glasses. I'm obviously mistaken for Beyoncé, sense the sarcasm please.

I love to learn, no shame in that. I'm the type to always put my hand up in class, be the teachers favourite, give the teacher an apple, hand in my assessment tasks and assignments on time, ask for extra work, ask about homework.

I have no shame when it comes to education, my father always said "We never stop learning," and that's the truth. I treasure it.
But apparently there is something wrong with that because, although all the teachers adore me. The students not so much.

Male, female, older or younger ninety seven percent of students attending my school treat me like cow manure. The rest, like Brandon ignore me or don't know of my existence. I have been abused physically and verbally by hormonal girls and boys.

The girls are the ones to lash out at me and insult me verbally, they often scream at me some even slap me one their crummy days. I'm somehow blamed for their problems and like a machine am used to have anger taken out on. The Blameinator-9000.

But the boys they don't vent, they straight up use me as a dummy. Some of them just straight up punch me when teachers aren't looking, others take it outside and bash me after school. It often ends in a gang bash kinda thing, with them just kicking and punching me around in a circle. I never leave school without at least a cut, bruise or low self-esteem.

But this has been happening for years, since year 7, since middle school. I've built up tolerance, it's fine now. It's all about tolerance, endurance, all about strength. I know God is watching. I just have to get through year 11 and 12 and I'm free.