Hidden Life (on hold)

Chapter 25:

I made it through class with no more than 2 or 3 people staring at me at a single time, which was much better than I was simoly hoping for. Of course one of those people was constantly made up of Ryan, non-stop glaring at me for having him moved to the front.

I think the teacher even called upon him to answer at least 5 questions and I am pretty sure he only got 1 right. And that was when the teacher asked him a simple yes-or-no question and he got it correct by a fluke.

I don't stop to think about what will happen when I walk out of the classroom soon and what Ryan will try to confront me with. I guess that I will have to stick to my promise and be myself, showing him that if he ever messes with me, he will regret it.

That's what your supposed to do, right? Make them not up to your challenge so that the bully moves on to an easier victim.

But that's the thing-- I don't want him to pick on anyone else and would rather have him pick on my everyday rather than some emotionally unstable nerd or little kid who is already being picked on enough by everyone else. At least I know how to handle it and I know that I will be able to handle it well.

Ryan may have his reasons for constantly picking on people but that doesn't give him an excuse for making himself feel all high and mighty by pooping on other people's parades and being the storm cloud that follows them around all day. I hope I can find out what makes him do it-- all of it-- and just confront him about it. I promise myself that I will.

I know what it's like to be bullied everyday. No matter whether I purposefully act and dress like someone who is vulnerable enough to pick on or not. I know what it's like to have everyone laugh in the halls at you and push you around, call you hurtful names or even just give you the look-- the nobody cares that you are alive look, and the nobody would really care if you were dead look. I know what it all is like and what a toll it can take on a persons physical, emotional and mental states. I would never wish it upon anyone, no matter the person or what they may have done. I wouldn't even wish it upon Ryan.

#saynotobullying

The teacher continues the class, almost ironically oblivious to what the students call both me and her alike. They call her names too, just for teaching them and wanting to help them by giving them a proper education. You can't escape the names, or the rumours, the lies. You can't ignore the sarcasm or the belittling looks. You can't look past the 'can't you take a little joke?' After they have made fun of you or the 'just kidding' as they walk of laughing after saying you were the fattest girl you have ever seen and that you should go kill yourself. It simply can't be ignored and it doesn't go away.

You are told by teachers in class lessons to go to a trusted adult or your parents but when the students find out you ratted them out or had to run to someone else, they just tease you more and more. It is like an endless cycle that we can never stop. It needs to stop. And I will try to stop it in this school.

You may be thinking, why the hell us a gang-leader so touchy about bullying and why the hell would she care enough to do something about it. But like I said before, you never know what something really looks like until it shows its face to you and haunts your waking and sleeping thoughts and dreams.

The teacher looks at the time just as the students realise that it is now time for the class to escape this selective type of torture and make our way to the next. I get up out of my seat, grabbing my books and putting them in a comfortable pile for me to carry. I walk to the front of the room, Ryan sticks his foot out in front of me. I jump over it without even having to look down and I know by his frustrated sigh that he will try everything he can to bring me down today. But I won't let him.

I walk out the door to be faced with the group of the popular kids, including the mean girls. Jay, Lucas and Mackenzie stand at the very back, not wanting to get involved and giving me looks which tell me so. Then I feel a presence behind me and swear-- aloud.

Ryan chuckles from behind me. "Why have you got me cornered, Ryan? Had to have your entourage here to help you?"

I try to rile him up a bit. Knowing that he will get more and more angry the more I do or say.

"Couldn't face me by yourself? Had to resort to trying and failing to trip me up on the way out of class? Like a whiny little kid with a grudge?"

I hear him grunt in annoyance as he grabs my arm and starts to drag me along with him, his group of friends parting to let us through and then closing as we pass, following our path. "Are you going to tell me where are going?" I ask with an innocent smile in his direction. He looks at me and then looks back to where he is heading. "The back of the school."

"But what about class? We won't be there on time!"

He snorts almost comically. "That's funny coming from you. Besides, I think you will be able to miss a few classes today, don't you?"

I don't answer but at least I know where we are going. I pull my arm out of his grip, telling him that I can walk by myself, and I lead the way.

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