( picture of Anton)
Anton's POV
I hop out of my car and grab my book bag from the passenger seat. As I walk into school I keep my head down, not making eye contact. I hear insults being yelled at me.
"Ugly nobody!"
"Waste of space!"
"Why are you even alive, you useless omega?"
I'm used to it though. So I keep my head down and walk towards the library where I can just sit in a corner by myself and not be judged by our stuffed up society. I unzip my bag and pull out my favourite book 'To Kill A Mockingbird'. There is a particular line that I love it goes,
"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... Until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it."
I sit there drowning in my own thoughts until the bell for first period rang and it was time to face the music. I stuffed my beloved book back into my bag and made my way to English. The crowded hallways and old angry teachers are what I think when I here the word school. To most it is a place to learn and socialise. To me it is yet another place to be left out and be the outcast. I awkwardly make my way to English with Miss Tarp and sit at my usual spot at the back corner of the class. Fellow classmates start arriving and filling the empty seats that scatter the off white tiles floors of the classroom. I look out the window that is to my left and see the forest that surrounds us, like an army would surround ones target. Emerald green trees stand tall, swaying slightly from the harsh wind.
"Alright class, today we will be studying the play Twelve Angry Men."
----------- (after first period)-----------
After the harsh ringing of the bell awakened the teacher from her rant about the play, class was let out and forced once again into another crowded hallway. I shuffle my way through the crowed of people who were most likely going to greet their friends and eat lunch at the cafeteria. I walk outside and am greeted by a cool breeze and the sounds of the rustling trees. I make my way over to the old oak tree that I always sat under to eat my lunch. As always I sit by myself and ponder about what it would be like if I was excepted.
Authors note
I'm so sorry for not updating for a while. I haven't really been happy with the outcome of this chapter. Anyway I hope you have an amazing day. I am on school holidays for two weeks now so I can definitely update more. Lots of love Zoe xoxo
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