"Hey theres Chris! Let's spell out her name!" The cheer squad said loud enough for everyone to here out by the fountain. "Give me D-U-M-B B-I-T-C-H What's that spell? Dumb bitch!" They said jumping around with their Pom poms.
I grabbed my books, stood up, and began walking away. I could hear cheering and clapping from everyone outside, some snickered at me as I passed them. When I finally got inside, I began making my way to the library, but was stopped by a loud yell.
"Um, Your like, Not going in the library? Right?!" A shrill voice said. I already knew who it was by the sound of Jimmy Choos clacking against the floor. "Amanda Macintosh" "You better not go in the library you whore, I don't wanna be in the same room as you!" She continued to say.
"I wasn't" I replied quietly. She just gave me a smirk, and waved. "Well you should leave now loser! The smell of skank is hurting my nostrils!" She said as she pushed me out of the way, and opened the door to the library.
I sighed, and continued to walk down the halls. Where I was bombarded with more insults, spitballs, and paper planes.
I guess it's pretty obvious that I'm not popular.
But this is my life, and I hate it.
If you didn't know my name, it's Chris. Chris Muir.
And I'm an outcast.
