Hell above

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"Get your ass up boy!"
Another great morning text from my dad. He's amazing really. Treats me well and loves me to death. Catch my sarcasm there? I roll out of bed and walk into the bathroom that's connected to my room. I do my usual routine then check my phone to see how late I'm going to be to school today.
5:44 am
Shit I've only got 16 minutes to get to school. Luckily the school is so close it only take me half a blink-182 song to get there. I haul ass into the school five minutes before the bell rings. Luck was on my side today so I didn't have to get anything from my locker and I can go straight to home room.

I hurry to class hoping not to run into anyone who hates me which is very hard to do when the whole school thinks you're an emo fagot. I wasn't in the mood to get beat up this morning so I tried extra hard to make myself unnoticeable. To just my luck my two favorite people were right in the middle of the fucking hallway. Austin and Oliver. The dynamic duo start making their way towards me, smirking. I start walking backwards then turn on my heals and sprint down the hall trying to find a way to get to my class without having to deal with those two wazbags. Eventually I stop running.

"HEY FAGOT STOP RUNNING!" , Oliver shouts out in his thick accent.
Shit they chased me. Usually they only do things when I'm so close to them there is no escape. I start running again only to be jerked back by my shirt collar.
"What's up Perry? Miss us?" Austin asks.
Before I can answer one of their foots hits my leg making me fall on my ass. They kick me a few times before pulling me up and putting me against the lockers. The bell rings. I don't fight back in fear of them hurting me worse.

After a few punches and hate full remarks they leave me alone and I don't feel like getting up so I sit there pondering of something great. After some time the bell rings. I missed first block. I get up to see that I'm right under my locker. Haha lucky me.

I get my things out for my next class which I think is science. A month into the year and I don't even know my own schedule. I walk my way to my next class noticing Austin and Oliver didn't do that much damage considering my body doesn't hurt that much. I walk into science and sit in the back corner where no one will bother me. The science teacher Ms.Mcdougal hands out a work sheet. She never really teachers she just gives us A's and worksheets. Sometimes coloring sheets or connect the dots. She's my favorite teacher. She lets me hang in her class during lunch. I'm pulled from my thoughts as a paper ball lands on my desk.

(A/N) I'm sorry if this is really bad. This is my first fan fic ever and I'm just figuring out how to do things.

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