REVENGE

Chapter 3

Chapter three

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My principal was a nice man, though he wasn't black but he respected every race. He didn't support bullying and racism and has taken action on it ever since it started." Young man what seems to be the problem again this is the fourth time your coming to my office in four consecutive days. You really need to stop with this attitude or teachers may suggest you leave the school." He said with a calm voice.

I looked down with a "sad face" which I use when I get in trouble to show my remorse in order to get out of shit. "I'm sorry sir it was all my fault." I said. I has to act like I was a good boy for at least 2 more days because i am going graduate on Friday. Finally put of this shit school. I am seventeen and I'm not cut out for any relationships, I have no friends and I really don't care.

I'm going to be a mess and I don't want to bring anyone into my mess. My aunt died wen I was 13, which caused another pain. I was so devastated but I promised myself I wouldn't feel pain or cry after my parents death. Since then I hated everything, anyone, I didn't want to have a distraction because I needed to do all I could do fast.
"Davis! Davis!" The principal shouts bringing me out of my thoughts. " y....eee....sss....sir" I replied. Woah I almost said yo. "I said you could go back to class." He said. I got up without thanking him and walked straight into my class. Everyone stared at me but I could really care less.

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My aunt had left her house for me when she died. I didn't have to pay rent or anything because I came from a rich family, not really rich but a family which could pay for all their expenses and still had enough to pay school fees and still go to fancy restaurants. My aunt had bought the house, which I lived in. It was a big house, not a dirty place, but I kept it quite clean.

I worked in a bar in the afternoons so I got paid well. None of my colleagues over there were my friends because I learnt not to trust anyone, that's what caused my dads death trust. I didn't trust anyone, not even my family friends. I had lost contact with them since my aunt took me away from my old area, to her neighborhood. I saw Jemima (my family friend)at school everyday but I didn't give a shit about her, we were really close when we were little, almost inseparable, but when she saw me being bullied, she left me and acted like she didn't know me. I hated her so much with much passion and I made sure i'll get my revenge on her and everyone who caused me so much pain in this life.