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High School Isn't That Easy

I wish high school was easier.

If I had to wish one wish, I would pick that one. Why? Well, because I have a lot of homework, I have no friends at all, my stupid voice is horrible, and I have to deal with bullies. I swear I will do anything to get out of here.

You're asking yourself, "Anna, how did you get your baby voice?" I got it from my brother. I was walking home after one stressful day, like always, and I see my younger brother. He's riding his new red bike that he got for his birthday. Being an idiot, he pushed into me, and one of the handle bars got into my throat.

Yeah. Not fun.

I spent two weeks in the hospital, and now I have this squeaky voice. That's why I never talk anymore, cause I know my classmates and teachers will make fun of me. Yes, even the teachers make fun of me. Would you make fun of someone who had a weird voice? I wouldn't, but I bet the teachers would, because they have nothing better to do.

"Anna!" Mr. Timothy said. "Will you please answer this question?"

I closed my eyes for a few seconds. "Sure, Mr. Timothy, What's the question?"

I looked around and saw the laughter in my classmate's eyes. They wanted to laugh, but they are forced not to. I'm thankful for that, but it still hurt. They didn't know the feeling of being laughed at. I don't want them to experience with what's wrong with me, I don't want them to laugh at me. I want them to understand what's wrong with me.

"The question is what are the four spheres of the ecosystem?"

If you couldn't tell, I was in Science. I closed my eyes once again.

"Biosphere, Geosphere, Hydrosphere, and Atmosphere." I said. I didn't want the laughter to last in their eyes.

"Thank you Anna." Mr. Timothy said.

Mr. Timothy was the only teacher in the entire school who didn't laugh at my voice. That's why he was my favorite teacher.

The bell rang for the end of school and I got my things and went to my locker. As you would expect, there was bullying notes on it. For fun, I would read them on the bus. I got my backpack and went to the bus line.

"Hey! watch it baby voice!" Ugh, I would take anyone else other than Austin.

"Sorry Austin, I want to go home."

"Yeah I bet you do! You're tired from all the bullying everyone's been giving you." he motioned me to go in front of him.

I gave him a suspicious look and walked forward. As the cliche goes, I should have tripped. I didn't. I jumped over his foot and walked into the bus.

"What? how did you know?"

"Well, when you've been bullied for two years, the same trick gets pretty old Austin." I sat down and looked at the notes from my locker.

"Let's see which one is the most harshest one of them all!" I said to myself.

There was six in total, and most of them were normal, except one.

"Anna, we all know that you're a worthless piece of shit on planet earth. No one likes you, no one wants to be your friend, and you should die because...well, no one will ever love you anyway. Have a nice life in Hell, bitch."

I would laugh out these notes but this one struck me hard. I looked around to see who was smiling, and the person was..

Austin.

"Why am I not surprised? Austin, do you think a note would make me want to die? Cause guess what, It doesn't." I threw the note on his face.

I sat back down right when the bus started moving. I got out my phone and got on Spotify. Music was the only way to calm me down. Speaking of music, believe it or not, I can actually sing. That's right, I can sing. And I'm pretty good at it. I can also play some instruments too. Like drums and electric guitar.

Who knew that I can also make impressions? That's pretty cool for a person like me. I never do them in public, because people think I'm faking it. I'm not. I'm tired of people saying that I can't do anything right. Just because I have one thing wrong with me, it doesn't mean that everything else is too. They need to learn that sometime.

The bus creaked as I jumped off the step onto my driveway. I walked the two minute walk to my front door. I got my keys and walked to my other hell other than school. My dad never listens to me, my brother makes fun of me everywhere, and my mom is the only one who cares about me.

"Mom I'm home!" I yelled.

"Hi honey! how was school?"

You know that thing where kids lie to their parents about their day? Yeah I do that too.

"Good! Science was fun!" I lied, faking a smile like I always do.

Mom hugged me. "That's great! have fun with your homework, I'm going to make dinner."

I walked upstairs to my bedroom and put my backpack on my bed. I took out the bullying notes and put them in the garbage bin. I made sure to tear them apart so that mom doesn't read them. Now that the notes were gone, I can do my homework. I finished up all my Math, English, and Social Studies homework pretty late. I finished at 7:56. I quickly went downstairs to the dinner table.

Everyone was there waiting for me. My mom smiled at me when I sat down. "Honey," Mom said.

"Guess what?"

"What?"

"Dad's got a new job! He'll be working late, but at least we can get some more money."

"Good job dad! I'm so proud of you!" I lied.

I was not happy at all. I wanted to have more time with him, not without him. He never pays attention to me at all. I wanted a good dad, but nope, he only cares about his . My dad nodded and went upstairs.

"Daddy's got a new job? Sweet!" Sam said.

Sam was young, and he didn't know that dad would be working late and not see us most of the time. I hope that Sam turns into a good person, and not what my father is. I can only hope for that.

I finished dinner and went back upstairs to watch some YouTube. My favorite youtubers were the "roasting" channels. You would think that I didn't watch these channels because they bully little kids. I watched them because they were funny and made me in a much happier mood. They helped me deal with all the stress at school.

I liked the fact that they didn't care that they got a lot of hate. They would make fun of it and move on. I wish I could be like them. Not having to care about all the hate you get, just for you being you. That would great if I had that kind of power.

I put on my red shorts and blue PJ's top. I got into my flower bedspread and wondered what would happen tomorrow. I wondered if anything different would happen at school, or at home. I wondered if this would be my life forever or if this is to start it off. I don't know the answer, but I hope it's good. There are not a lot of good things in my life if you couldn't tell.

Oh well.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I'm really excited to start this book so let me know if you liked it, hate it, or even love it! I'll see you all later!