Dug Too Deep

Living in hell

The next day at school was probably the worst day of my life. I understand how people use that when they are trying to over exaggerate things, but I wasn't. It was literally the worst day of my life. I started my day fighting about Annie with my dad, which led to having to take my dumb-ass sibling Matthew the dick to school, which finally ended me being in hell.

 I really wished I asked Roman to skip with me and saying that means a lot considering I cant stand being around Roman without having the urge to punch him in the dick every five seconds.

I already hate school, and to top it off I felt like every teacher was out to get me today. "So children today we will start a new unit", Mr. Hend said uneasily. The class groaned and threw a fit, but I cant complain because I started the class hissy fit.

Mr. Hend came around the class to give out old quizzes' and tests. I know what you're thinking, its going to be just like the movies where the teacher is all happy with the other grades and he changes moods when he meets at your desk to tell you your failing, QUIETLY. 

Except, shit doesn't happen like that in my life. Unlike those teachers in the movies, Mr. Hend wasn't the quiet type. He didn't have a quiet bone in his body.

 As he was walking around the classroom, I was caught scrolling down my TL on Instagram. I didn't notice he caught me until I heard his loud ass all up in my ear screaming like he was bout to stab me or something.

"ARE YOU SERIOUS MS. WHITE? YOU HAVE THE NERVE TO BE ON INSTAGRAM WITH THESE KIND OF GRADES? HOW ABOUT YOU POST A PICTURE OF THESE GRADES AND TAG YOUR GRANDMOTHER? DON'T YOU THINK SHE WOULD BE DELIGHTED TO SEE HOW YOU ARE FAILING MY CLASS?" he shouts like a fucking maniac.

I really didn't know what to comprehend first, the fact that he just told everyone that im failing, or the fact that my face was dripping his spit like I've been sitting in a sauna for the last 30 fucking minutes.

 I did the only the reasonable thing that I thought wouldn't cause me a lot of trouble. I got up as the class watched my every move. I raised my fist to sock Mr. Hend in the face, and as my fist was literally 2 inches away from his prickled stupid face, my fist was caught. 

I looked to my right to see Damon holding my tight fist with pleading eyes and an arched eyebrow.

"What the fuck bro, that would've been a gnarly punch. Why'd you stop it?" Jumped Roman from his seat with arms wide open.

"I hate to say this because it's very rare, but since hell is slowly rising over, I'm siding with dipshit over here" I say pointing backwards to a slightly puzzled looking Roman.

Before i could get a good excuse to why my fist didn't get to collide with fuckheads face, the bell rang and Damon walked out so fast I couldn't even catch up. I was so fed up with everyone and everything, I just needed one little thing to irk me that could potentially have me end up in jail(: .

I couldn't handle being around people anymore. I got a pass from Mr. Duncan, who gave me 10 minutes to chill outside before coming back to gym. I went to my gym locker, changed, and headed outside. I took the corner of the school that I knew no one would come find me. I was pretty paranoid I would get caught so before I did anything, I checked again. After seeing it was all clear, I relaxed a little.

So guys and girls... You know me as the nerdy goodie two shoes type of girl right? Well let me fill you in on a little secret. Over the summer, I picked up a really nasty habit of pulling a cig whenever I felt stressed or frustrated. BTW, this was one of those times where I was so frustrated, I could take the whole pack of cigarettes in 10 minutes.

 LOL. 

BUTTTTTTT, I really barely can handle half a cig, let alone a whole pack. I was nuts to think I could take a pack in 10 minutes.

I pulled out my pack and then started freaking out trying to find my lighter. I looked frantically in my purse then shrieked when it fell out and hit the floor thinking it was someone who caught me. I picked it up and lit my cig and quickly took puffs like it was the end of the world. I didn't realize I was 20 past my pass time and I took my time relaxing. 

I was having such a good time by myself I almost didn't care when I saw a persons shadow walk up on me.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" HOLY SHIT I AM SCREWWWWED...