It was soon Monday. Ugh.
Macy and Matt were allowed to spend their last day while their mom went to register them out.
Usual day went on for me. I wonder what the school will do if I was somewhat murdered on their grounds, or committed suicide in the girls ' bathroom.
I have first period art with Matt. My only favorite class here, aside from music class. The only downside to art class- Mindy Johnson and her boyfriend, Randy Dylan, were in that class.
Mindy- captain of the cheerleading squad, Queen bee, complete bitch inside and out, and a total whore.
Randy- captain of the football team, below average intelligence, total asshole, harasses me almost everyday. Also... my ex best friend, but i rather not get into detail with that.
Right now, we had to carve some designs into a block of wood for our next project.
The teacher had to leave the room for a few minutes while we worked.
As I focused on finishing the really cool curve I was working on, something pushed me from behind.
Not only did I mess up the swirl, but apparently the hand I was using to carve out the design was jabbed with the tool I was using, making me yelp.
"Avie!!" Matt said as I held to my hand and tried to take a look at it.
"Oops, looks like the emo cut too deep again," Mindy's snobby voice rang from behind as the class erupted into laughter.
Tears streamed down my face as the pain got worse.
"Why are you crying, worthless bitch?? Don't you make yourself bleed every day??" she asked.
"Buzz off, slut!! Matt shouted.
"Don't you talk to my girlfriend like that!!" Randy shouted, punching Matt in the face.
"Matt!!" I cried, making sure he was okay.
The teacher the walked in, saw what was happening, and gave Mindy and Randy detention while we were sent to the nurse.
At least Ms. Zarria hates bullying.
I had my hand examined and they said it was only a flesh wound and I'll be fine, but I will be excused from P.E. now.
Matt only had a black eye and needed ice.
It was soon my lunch period. Matt had a different lunch period today and Macy was I think taking a test, so I spent the entire period period sitting by myself at one of the empty lunch areas, doodling.
I kept thinking of how I later need to be at my house again, dealing with my VERY hung over parents, meaning a beating will be worse.
As I sat there, thinking, I felt a hand gently tap on my shoulder, making me gasp as I turned around to see who the hand belonged to.
"Hey, don't be scared. Its me," he said as my eyes widen in shock, seeing who it was.
"Tony??" I asked.
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Not All Heroes Sing (Tony Perry Love Story)
FanfictionCan Tony Perry be Avie's hero?