Hell in Glasses - Chapter 1

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Hell in Glasses

Chapter One

Beep beep, Beep beep, Beep beep

"Ugh, time to wake up to another day in Hell" I said to myself, when I heard that damn alarm go off.

Bang, Bang!

"Wake up, Devil! We're going to be late for school!" My step-sister Bethany, yelled to me while banging on my bedroom door.

I groaned and looked at the alarm that annoyingly flashed 7:20 over and over again.

"Come on, Devil! Another day to torture people in Hell! Mohahaha" Brad, my step-sister's idiot boyfriend yelled from behind the door, he even did a fake 'evil laugh' just to annoy me especially today.

He is such a meathead. But what would you expect, from a football jock.

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You see, today is my first day back to school and this year is my Junior year. Nothing has changed from when I was in my Sophomore year, or my Freshman year.

I'm still invisible. I'm still bullied by popular meat-headed jocks and cheerleaders with a brain one size smaller then a fruit fly. The cheerleaders flush my makeup down the toilet and hide my clothes and shoes in the boys locker room, and the jocks make jokes about how I am the ugliest thing that they have ever seen and make really bad jokes about me.

To be honest ... I'm getting a little tired of it all. But I have kept my mouth shut and acted like nothing happened, but I'm sure that if they don't stop soon then I will have to speak up, and that's the worst thing that can happen.

See, ever since I was little, I have been bullied but not because I was overweight or poor like some kids were.

Nope, I was bullied because I could point out people's weakness. Not just on the obvious emotional overweight kids or the poor kids who bought their clothes at second-hand stores. No, I mean on EVERYBODY.

And knowing and pointing out people's weaknesses, doesn't make me as popular as you would think, I have actually been bullied ever since then by the snobby cheerleaders with ten pounds of make up on their ugly duckling faces and by the meat-headed football jocks, who will all end up as either garbage men or serving on some fast food restaurant, like McDonald's or Burger King, or maybe even Starbucks, if their lucky.

Even regular kids have distant themselves from me. Why?

Well, it's probably a guess - but I think it's because of the cheerleaders and jocks threatening anyone that is friends with me to make their lives a living hell, like they are doing to me.

Pretty good guess, huh?

Well, it's not that bad ...

I am more of a lone-wolf anyway, I don't really want to be BFF with someone, it will just make my schedule that much more hectic.

Besides, having a BFF just shows you that you have to 'be there' for that person, even if the sky is set of fire! I can't have something like that. It's just ... It's to much pressure for me to have someone depend on me that much ...

I know it's kind of "cold-hearted" of me to tell you all of this, but it's who I am ...

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I thought about how I was going to be able to convince my evil step-sister and her meat-headed boyfriend that I was sick, so I could at least miss one day of that hell hole of a school ...

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