Idolising Isaac

My life

    I was out in the street nearly every single day. I stopped going to school about 8 months ago due to multiple things. Bullies; teachers not caring about me or my work; being beaten up most days and being so scared that I couldn't leave my house most mornings and would always try and fake being ill. My parents stopped caring too after about a month. They knew what was happening and did nothing about it. They called the school and spoke to them about it, they denied that anything was going on and refused to believe me. The school said some shit like "All our students here are well behaved and any inappropriate behaviour is dealt with immediately. Jessica has had no issues here at Whitehunting Academy, she is a well behaved student, like everyone else; she's a very smart young girl and we expect great things from her. When she does report back to school, which I assume you will send her back seeing as there are no issues, we expect a Doctor's note as to why she has had so much time off."

That was another reason I stopped going. They were expecting "great things" from me. Me. Jessica Goldly. Great things? Were they mental? Clearly, since they said that I wasn't having issues. It was affecting my school work greatly, so badly that I had at least three meetings with different people to talk about what was wrong and why my school work was falling massively. I told them why and they refused to believe me then, I'd proved it too. I had showed them marks and showed them video recordings of what people had posted online from different beatings they had given me in school grounds. They still didn't believe me. Well, they refused to believe me. They didn't want to believe me.
I was a Grade A student, with amazing potential. That was why I was bullied, because I was smarter than everyone else at our stupid Academy and they knew I wouldn't do anything about them bullying me, because I was scared. But I was the best student the school had ever seen, all marks and mocks A star grades, all coursework too. Something like that had never been seen before at Whitehunting Academy, I was the first.

I had colleges begging for me, Universities wanted to reserve places for me ready for when I left college. I wanted to become a Chemist, I loved working with chemicals and different elements. I knew a lot of the periodic table of elements off by heart, the names of the elements that is. Even the unusual ones like; Europium, Neptunium, Dysprosium and Ytterbium.
My Chemistry work was always of an amazing standard that even my chemistry teacher was proud of. He had got in contact with a specialist science college and they offered me a place, which depended on my GCSE results.

That was a point. My GCSE's, I haven't explained what's happening with them. Despite not being in school for nearly 8 months, I still knew everything that I had learnt and was still learning in times I was at home, before bed usually. The school have sent me the days, times and room numbers that my exams are in so I know and can still go in and take them, so I don't miss out. Thankfully they've seated me in a separate room to everyone else, the one decent thing that place has actually done; other than everything Mr Keljan has done for me. He was the only one that believed in me and believed everything. He helped me fight my battle with the school about all the bullying and everything that was going on, they refused to believe him and told him to stop teaching for a month. That month that he wasn't teaching at Whitehunting was a manic tortured one. That month was the month that things got worse, everything got worse.

The bullying got a lot worse, even some of the teachers had started joining in with the students. I was still turning up to school at this point, I needed to go, I had to stay strong, I couldn't let them get to me. But they were. They were getting to me, and they knew it. I wanted to scream. I wanted it to be a dream; just to wake up and it to all be a dream. For Mr Keljan to still be teaching, for there to be no bullying, for everything to be back the way it used to be. But there was no turning back, this was real.

Was I still going to go to Revilnute College? Yes! Mainly because I wanted to continue with my passion for Chemistry and because I knew there, there would be nobody from Whitehunting, nobody to hurt me. Everyone would be the same as me. Smart, geniuses, hard workers, people that love Science. Maybe I'd finally have friends. Well, by the looks of things, I already had a friend. Callum. Although, I think we're a little bit past the friend stage...