Learning to Love the Bully

Chapter 2

~Clarissa's POV~

"I don't." Speak of the devil, there he is. I roll my eyes as I turn around. "Yeah right, if I put your name for the definition of an ass no one would bother to correct me." I retort. "I would like you to know that I'm as sweet as anyone can get." He grins and shows off his pearly whites. "I didn't know sweet was the new word for jerk."I say as I start making my way out of the school.

Any thoughts I had were quickly interrupted as I was tackled to the ground. I groaned in pain as someone squished the daylights out of my vision. Suddenly the weight was lifted off of me and I was pulled up. I was then thrown into the lockers in a mater of seconds. I attempted to get up but the pain in my back stopped me. I looked up only to find that it was Carter. He was glaring at me as I stayed in the position that I have been for years.

I wasn't very pleased at the thought that my first day of school was ruined in a matter of 30 minutes. "What do you want?" I spat the words as anger coursed through me."For the trash to be taken out of the school." He said still glaring at me. I stood up abruptly and pushed him with all the strength I could. I caught him off guard as he ended up falling backwards. As soon as I did that, I left the school.

My friends were waiting for me outside and I quickly said my goodbyes and jogged my way home. I wasn't scared, if anything I was never followed home and I was used to anything that happened to me. The only reason I jogged was because I knew I wouldn't go for my usual jog because of homework. I arrived at home and I quickly catched the scent of pizza. "I'm home." I yelled as I entered the kitchen to find 2 boxes of heaven stacked. "Don't mind me." I said as I grabbed a slice.

Just as I bit into a slice, Matt came in. "Hey kiddo." My older brother says to me. "I told you to stop calling me that." I rolled my eyes as I stated. "Whatever." He said as he grabbed a slice. "Oh by the way, we're moving." He said out of the blue.

My eyes nearly pop out of their socket. "What?" I say dumbfounded. Don't get me wrong, I hate the school where I'm at. Everyone there hates me and I have no idea why. Every day I get a comment such as that I'm a piece of trash or that I belong in the sewers or I either get a prank, like today. However, all my memories are here. This city is where my parents are buried and I'm not willing to let them behind.

Let me give you clarification, my brother Matt, he's 25 and is already out of college and working. 7th grade, when I was 11, almost 12, and my brother 24, my parents were involved in a car crash causing me to move in with Matt. I love him to death, sure but he can get annoying. And most of the time he's not home so it doesn't bother me that I have to live with him.

"I got a promotion but it's not in the state." He said as if it were obvious. "Don't give me that tone. With the way you are I'm surprised anyone would even give you a job, you'll scare away any potential customers." I retorted. "Watch your mouth. Start packing tomorrow, we leave on Saturday." He calls out as he walks away.

I didn't know what to think of it. Sure I got to escape the many nightmares of this place, but I still grew up here, I have many memories that I have that I'm just not willing to give up.

It's with that thought that I go out for a jog. I know I said I wouldn't, but homework can wait. I probably won't focus anyways.

I head towards the local park, lucky for me it's right around the corner. The park is huge, you have a nice big playground for the kids to play in. Towards the middle you have a big spot of grass where you can play with your dog, run around or play any sports. Going around the grass you have a sidewalk in case you want to skateboard, bike or get on a scooter, of course that's not the only thing there. Lastly, you have a few trails leading into the wooded area and just around the park in general.

As soon as I get there I quickly head for the trails. At my school I'm known to be one of the fastest runners. However, I settle for a nice relaxing jog. This doesn't last long as I intended though because I quickly bump into someone I try to avoid.

"Hello Clarissa."