Fat Ugly Lies

Chapter 3

The door opened and there you stood.
You and your friends,
Wearing your infamous smug smirk and knuckle dusters,
I'm sure your choice of ring wear had more purpose to them.
I.e not just for aesthetics.

You asked Nathan if you could speak to me,
I gave him a pleading look that screamed,
No! 
Don't!! 
It's a trick!!!

But he was too naive,
And Mrs Sinclair wasn't there like earlier to tell him otherwise,
She was in the cupboard, occupied.
Looking for watercolour pans.

That I coincidentally just asked for.
You'd planned this out.
And Mr Sinclair was oblivious

To your true desires, your
Horrid
Deceitful
Dirty desires,

He couldn't see past your mask,
And he saw right through my plea,
For freedom,
Just one measly day,
Where there was no hurt or pain,
No tears shed, just what most people would call
A regular day.

But as long as you and I remain in the same school
In the same town
In the same universe,
I will never have a regular school day.

You ask if you could talk to me outside privately,
Your minions are already out the door,
Preparing for some fun,
Mr Sinclair gestures me out,

If only he weren't so stupid,
Then maybe I could avoid,
The unavoidable,
The inevitable,
But it was what it was,

And there was nothing I could do about it.