The Love Of My Life ~JPW03~

Chapter 1

Tiffany's POV

I wake up to a cold draft slapping me in the face. I start shivering and pull my soft, red blanket up to my chin. I look at my alarm clock which reads... 7:00 am! I need to get up! I quickly jump out of bed and run a brush through my long, brown hair. I put on my Markiplier tee with gray leggings and black boots. I grab my backpack and run outside to be greeted by the leaving bus.

"Hey!" I yell "Wait for me please!" The bus just keeps driving. 'I guess I'm walking' I say to myself. I look at my phone, which reads 7:30. I start running.
I make it to school with 15 minutes to do what I want. I was hoping that I would be only five minutes early. I decide to slowly walk into school. I trudge up the steps, thinking of all the possible things that could happen to me today. There are so many. You see, I've been bullied for so many reasons. 1. I come from a different state. 2. I am really short 3. I'm shy 4. I am basically a nerd 5. I am pretty fat 6. I am not beautiful as most girls

I open the door and go to the crowded lunch room. I pass the nerd table while they congratulate  me on winning the chess tournament yesterday. I smile, knowing that they are the only people who are nice to me and that that's the only nice compliment I will get throughout the whole month. I quickly walk to the table in the corner. I pass the jock's table. They look at me with a menacing glance. "Hey fatty." "Why'd ya come back to our turf?" "We told you not to come back" I walk fast to my table with my head lowered. My face is growing a dark Crimson. I sit down alone, scared for what would happen today.

I pull out my phone and text my internet buddy, Sophie90870.

T for Tiffany S for Sophie

T: hey Sophie how's it goin?
S:good. Wbu?
T: the same as always.
S: oh ok. Well gtg! Bye
T:bye!

Then I hear the bell ring. Time to go to class I guess. I slowly walk to my English class, carefully trying not to bump into other people. I take my seat in the front of the class near the teacher.
"Good morning students!" Says Mr. Davis cheerfully, " Time to hand in your homework."
"Dang it!" I say out loud.
"Did you forget to do it Ms. Tiffany?"
"......yes. I'm so sorry it won't happen again!" I say quietly with my head hanging low.
"Well, go to the office. Maybe next time you won't forget about it!" He yells right in my face. I then face him with a scared look. His face was as red as a tomato. His hard grey eyes look into my soul with hatred. I get up fast and speed walk out the door. I slow down my pace.

After what seemed like forever, I finally reach the Principal's door. Some Freshman teachers give me a smile. Others give me "good lucks."

I wait for the other two kids to go out of his office. One with a bloody nose and the other with bruised knuckles. The bloody nosed one had black hair and big chocolate eyes. The bruises knuckles had red hair and blue eyes. Their faces were red and they seemed really mad. The red haired guy then just fiercely shut the door.
"Don't you ever do that again Jason or you'll have more time to clean the bathrooms without Coden!" He screams, " Wait for me out there after I deal with the rest of the kids."
Coden then gives me a shy smile. I start blushing.

"Come on in!" Says Mr. Hope. I walk to the door, scared for what would happen to me. I wish he wouldn't call my mom. She would be mad. She was always drunk. I don't know what she would do. Maybe make me clean the whole house. Or maybe stay outside. I slowly twist the door knob, not ready for my fate.