Dokuso

Chapter 5

(Dokuso's PoV)

"I'm not going to hit you." How did he read my cowardly reaction so well? Why didn't he simply beat me up? Why did he keep looking at my eyes? I thought he'd focus on my ears, just like everyone else. I watch as he simply leaves the school. No really- He just walks out the front doors and down the street. My stomach growls, and I sigh, heading to the canteen. It'll probably be a nightmare. I already have a black eye forming from where Gavin punched me this morning, so at least his- Well, I think his name is "Adelrik"- but at least his reputation will be safe. Reputations are important, I know that much- despite mine flopping on its face before it even left the starting gates. I get up what little courage I have and get my lunch, sitting down at an empty table. As usual. The solitude is a double-edged sword... It's great because I at least know that no one has noticed me yet or are ignoring me, but it still hurts not having a friend for company. Unfortunately for me, though, I wasn't ignored for long. I cried out in pain as I felt someone yank on one of my ears. "Hey DUMBO." I heard the nasty whisper of some other guy in my grade. I usually try not to remember anyone's names- it's a small little victory for me if I can at least do that. "You're following me. Geddit? If you DON'T-" the guy chuckles "Well, Lord help you- even though I doubt he will anyway." He lets go of my pained ear, pushing me out of my chair. Today is going GREAT so far. I hit the ground painfully, but it's nothing new. The ground and I are well acquainted. I get up with a sigh, and follow the guy. Looking at him, I think his name was something pretty stupid and common. Like- "Smith" or something. He leads me to a secluded area, and just as I expected- sorta- he kicks me to the ground. The flips me on my back with his foot, pressing it down painfully onto my stomach. "You are TRASH. A BUG beneath all of our feet. You don't deserve to even LIVE." He presses harder as he speaks his unoriginal monologue, and I wince. "I'd be THANKED if I was to squish you right now." I decide not to say anything. After being kicked around like a dejected soccer ball for a little while, he finally leaves me alone to wallow in self-pity.