The story of my life

The First day

    "Good morning class, today we have a new student" the teacher announced
   Everyone looked at me, just blank eyes staring right at me. The teacher asked me a question but I wasn't listening I was day dreaming about being far far away from there.

   Everyone was laughing at me.Oh crap! Uh! Sorry! I zoned off.
  "It's fine, new student jiders I see"
  Ugh so embarrassing 🤦‍♂️ why does this always happen to me. I'm always the loser
  The bell rang oh thank god, I was just walking in the hall looking for my next class and BOOM someone just slammed me into a locker and started to beat me up, but I got up and hit him on the head over and over again with my books. People were pulling me off of him. It all happened so fast I don't even know what happened. All I could see was blood from him and it was a lot.

Crap. Just crap. I know for sure the police are coming for me of course the rich popular kid is out to get me now. That's just great.

"Zack what is wrong with you! Why would you do that! God you are such a screw up!" My grandma exclaimed
  "I didn't mean it I swear I didn't mean to I was just sticking up for my self. Yeah they are definitely going to believe the popular kid. He started it.if anything he should get yelled at for this not me. It wasn't my fault I swear!"

   "Zack the police are here for you now, let's go."