Final Day

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It's not my fault that I'm hungry! We don't have good "lunch food" at our house... I think, referring to Caroline's blog. I walk towards the high school gym, with my binder, orchestra binder, and wellness bag. I don't need all of it, but, I'll be late if I go to my locker then back. As I walked, Caroline, Annie, and Lucy and a ton of other people walked passed me as I looked ahead. I was about to run and catch up with them, but I told myself not too. What was the point? They were just going to ignore me anyways. As always. I felt tears in my eyes. God dammit, Gabby, you're such a crybaby... I thought to myself. I walked into the locker room, alone, and got changed. I remembered when Alex, Caroline, and I used to go into a secret restroom to get changed, so no one would disturb us. I loved that...

I walked into the gymnasium and sat with Alex. I shot Caroline a glare of sadness, but, of course, she wasn't looking, because she was laughing with Lucy. Ugh... I love Lucy, she's really sweet. But she gets on my nerves real easily. 

When gym was done, I head to orchestra with Alex, until she head off to band. I started hearing an applause from the orchestra room, so I made a mad-dash to the door. I was going to tell Annie and Caroline that as I sat down, because I thought it sounded really funny, but what do I know?... and plus, they'd just ignore me anyways. I sat down, and tried to be funny saying, "I've always been here... yep, always." Obviously they didn't hear me over their laughter. I frowned and watched the rest of the talent show in our class. It was so boring, especially with all the fucking dancers. There was only one kid who actually played their instrument, and he's amazing. That part I liked. Also, our teachers preformed a couple of songs. But the whole thing was short. It was also boring. I continued to try to socialize to Caroline, but she ignored me. I think. I don't want to say she's ignoring me... but in a way it feels like she is. When that dreadful orchestra class finally ended. I walked up to my reading class, the last period of the day. Praise the heavens thank youu! I hate middle school and I just want to leave for the rest of my life.

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