Tugging my hoodie sleeves down I glance around to make sure no one saw the encounter I just had with Justin.
Not like it would make much of a difference. They'll just act like they didn't see anything. I don't blame them. Justin Bieber was the definition of ruthless cold and a player. He didn't have a heart. If he did he wouldn't bully me everyday.
He's not the only one that bullies me but he definitely is the main one. It all started a couple years ago. The usual name calling and a shove here and there. But then all of a sudden it got worse. Name calling turned to threats and a simple shove turned to bruises that were to big to lie about and say that I got it from running into a pole and to colorful to be a rainbow.
Sighing I make my way to 4th period. No lunch today again I guess. My stomach rumbles in reply to the thought. Great just great.
When I open the door to English the teacher doesn't even give me a glance sighing I start walking to my seat quickly hoping for no interruptions.
But of course the favor is never in my favor.
Before I could even blink I face planted into the floor. Groaning in pain I blink away the tears that formed around my eyes.
"So fucking clumsy" someone snorted. The whole class busted in snickers and howls of laughter.
I just stand slowly to my feet and continue on my way to my desk in the back.
"Ms.Gomez I would hope that you stop being so clumsy in my classroom" Mr.Doodle says.
I sigh and sit in my seat putting my head down. This is the worst day ever.
"Don't listen to them. Your not clumsy at all just remember to keep your head down. And anyways so what if you were clumsy aren't we all?" my only friend Taylor says in a note.
Since Taylor sits next to me it's pretty easy for us to pass notes we've never gotten caught. That is until today.
"Ms.Gomez,Ms.Swift would you like to share with the classroom what seems to be more interesting than my class" Mr.Doodle says.
I sigh for what seems like the hundredth time today and feel my heart beating faster.
Whenever someone gets caught with a note in class Mr.Doodle has whoever involved stand up and recite what was written.
I look over to Taylor only to see a pale face that was slightly green.
Oh no.
Taylor told me once that she hates making speeches and standing in public more than I do.
I stand up slowly and clear my throat.
" Don't listen to them. Your not clumsy at all just remember to keep your head down. And anyways so what if you were clumsy aren't we all? " I whisper.
Everyone burst into snickers and snorts.
"As-if what kind of letter is that. Stupid asses. You're the clumsiest most ugliest person out there" someone said.
I start sniffing and the tears started falling.
I sit back down and put my head on the desk. Doesn't surprise me that the teacher didn't do anything. What does surprise me is when I hear a chair scraping next to me and Taylor say," I can't do this anymore" I lift my head up slightly just to see her walk out of the classroom.
Well then.
Putting my head back down I try for the rest of the period to clear my head. But it just wasn't working.
