The Bookworm Girl

2. The Worst Day

    Mrs. Switser is making me fall asleep, literally all she is talking about is her puppy and comparing it to W.W.H.. to add on the list, the skater boys aren't helping either. All they have been doing is tossing crumbled paper balls at my head and inside are bad scribbled words- like so bad you don't want to know, thats how bad they are. The last one calling me a whore was enough to make me cry- and that was only the fifteen one! 

     Another paper ball came in contact with my head making a thud nose. Great! I thought my life couldn't get any better. I slowly unfolded the paper seeing bold words-You BEEP up, you BEEPING  Whore, do us all a favor and go- I've read enough to know what was at the end. I couldn't stop fidgeting, I suddenly felt as if the whole class was facing me, staring holes through my body, yelling profanities at me, I couldn't take it anymore, I put the paper in my backpack and ran out the door to the nearest girls bathroom.

  I've had enough. I ran inside and collapsed on the floor crying my eyes out, while gasping for air. I don't like them all, why pick me? Why bully others? Just leave us alone! I kept screaming in my head. Suddenly the door opens, I hear the clicks of heels- Oh, no.. Abby! I was too late too hide in a stall- I had to deal with them. 

" Oh, here's the loser of the school. What's your name?Loser. No wonder anyone likes you, your a slut. A whore. Your hair looks...nice today.." She giggled." Girls you know what to do." Abby said as her hands were on her hips. Her little followers pulled out a huge bag- You've got to be kidding me, they're gonna burn my hair?! And here I thought I didn't like my hair turns out I do. 

" Were just getting started." Well I'm doomed. Nice knowing you all. A brunette grabbed my hand shoving it inside the burning hair drier. Try lighting your hands on fire then jump in lava burning your skin alive- yeah thats how bad the pain was, I couldn't help but scream at the top of my lungs only to receive a slap from Abby. Everyone started kicking me with their heels. My legs, my arms, my shoulder- thank goodness not the stomach. 

    I groaned when they left. I looked at my hands to see them scorched red, my skin peeled, blood dripping down onto the tiled floor. I kept crying, gasping for air as the pain increased. I slowly stood up, my hair partly covering my face as I made my way slowly out the door. I had to find the health office fast. 

   I slowly made my way down the empty halls, I see a tall Boy look in my direction before running my way- he probably saw the blood on the floor since I'm leaving a beautiful trail. 

" BEEP! Are you okay? No, your not okay.. Ugh, hang on I've got you." Dummy, I'm dripping blood- Of course I'm not okay!- Crabcake!, the boy carried me bridal style to the nurses room, surprisingly I felt save in his arms... so weird.

" What happened? To I need to inform her parents? Is she awake?" The health clerk started blabbering questions instead of helping me- so nice, I can wait a day if ya'd like.

" I just want you to clear her attendance Mary..please you owe me a favor." Favor? What favor? Like Ice cream flavor- that sounds good right now..mmm I can just taste the flav-

" Ugh? Girl you awake?" He so rudely interrupted my thinking about desert! When a girl starts thinking about food, let her be. 

" Her names Isabel, she's new here. Here's her address." Address- Forget about the food, what Address? Mine? Clerk do you even know how to do your own job? I know for a fact your not supposed to be giving a stranger a girls address! Ugh....

" Thank you again Ms. V." Who's name is V? How could a parent name their own child after a V? parents are so strange these days- soon I'll find somebody named SpongeBob. 

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   " Ow!" Another sting came from my hand.

" Sor-"

"Ow! Hollow Fudge candals that hurts like fire!" Chase gave me a blunt look- Yeah did I forget to mention he's named after a bank?I guess not. Its only Eleven, I skipped breakfast I haven't even eaten today which is insane! I love food and I haven't eaten for more than fifteen hours. 

" Izzy, we can get food now if you want." 

" Izzy? Food! Yay! Let's go!" Were getting food now, I'm not gonna starve! 

   After hitting every single red light were at this place called Rosas Cafe- never been there before but Chase says the food is amazing so ill be ordering the whole menu today.

" Two orders off number 56." Chase told the young woman who was my size- I'm not the alone who's a midget. We both sat down in the corner.

"So Isabel do you want to play twenty questions?" Um... I guess?-NO!NO! Don't play No!

" Sure." Here we go.

" You go first." I nodded, easy right?No.

" What's your favorite color?" Starting off basic. Globby just say something else, why colors.

"Blue and black."

" Funny, mines blue and white."

" Why were you freaking out in the bathroom earlier?" Well shoot.

" Um.. classified?" He raised an eyebrow and I only shrugged cause I know whats best to do in these situations. Sarcasm.

" Look. I just have a lot of anxiety attack and...no I-I...sorry."Mental slap to my forehead. No spilling words, yet I'm doing now is exactly spilling the beans on the floor-just a tad bit.

" Ooooh, you had an attack in class and ran into the bathroom to hide from embarrassment, then Abby came at the worst time and burnt your hands- BEEP! I'm gonna hurt that girl." How is this man a genius?! Praise the lord!

And that's how you play two questions.