Pains of Smarts, Joy of Riches

Welcome to my life of hell.

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"Sarahbelle! It's time to get going. You're going to be late for school." My mother hollered.

"Ugh! I'm up already" I muttered to no one. I got out of bed and glanced at the mirror. My goodness, my appearance scares the nightmares out of me. I was hideous when I get out of bed. I look like a rejected witch for being so ugly. I sighed. No wonder no one wanted to hang with me or be my friend. I was hideous beyond repaired. I grabbed my toothbrush and towel and headed towards the bathroom. It was around 7:56 am and I was running late, but who am I to care? No one will miss me at school anyways. They don't even care what happens to me. My parents were in the kitchen eating breakfast and I decided to join them.

"Good morning mom and dad."

"Good morning sweetheart." They said synchronized as if they were twins. Creepy.

On my way to school, I accidentally bumped into my long time crush Maxwell Smith. He shoved me so hard to the ground.

"Hey! Watch where you're going freak of nature." What's the king bee of Blackcrest High School doing walking to school. Looks like life isn't going the way he wants it to bee. I smiled on the inside on how terrible is life should be just to make me feel better about myself. But, it worked for me. Hopefully, nothing goes wrong for me today. Keyword. Hopefully. I hated my life because I wasn't up to popular people's standards. I soon didn't care. Just because I wasn't filthy rich like them. I got myself up from off the ground and dusted myself off. Hellhole, here I come.

I arrived at school and headed towards my locker. I see the queen of sluts and her slutourage. approaches me. See what I did there. Slutourage. Get it, cause their like an entourage but for sluts only. Man! Do I crack myself up? I didn't realize that they graced me with their sex-filled aroma. And it wasn't pleasant. Like, why should it be? Anyways, I should stop rambling and see what these sluts want. And I know it isn't good.

"Well, girls. Look what we have here? An ugly reject?" I smiled at her because in my head I already killed her and got away with murder.

"Well, how can I help you, your sluttiness?" The slutourage and their slutty queen looked oh so confused. I guess they couldn't figure out that I insulted their queen. Oh my, are they dumb. My morning is looking up great for me. So far.

Soon, the bell rings for class and headed for my 1st period, which was IB chemistry. As I entered my class, I sat in the back to get away from all the attention since I'm smart. Soon, lunch came around and I sat alone and I was caught staring at Maxwell by his devil looking Barbie girlfriend.

"Hey, freak! My boyfriend doesn't like an ugly freak of nature." She hollered with her shrilly unattractive voice.

Everyone started laughing. I got up and left. These kids at this school were so pathetic. They just let the popular get away with anything and let them walk all over their pathetic selves. I smirked. They'll see who'll get the last laugh and that will be me. I'll show them. I'll show them all to never dare cross paths with me because they'll be scorched. Badly. I decided to skip the rest of the school and went home. What I didn't know was that my parents were home cheering. I wondered what was going on, but, there was no point because they saw me.

"Mom. Dad. What's going on?" I asked.

"We won the lottery!" My mom shouted.

I was shocked. Did we win the lottery? I cheered with my parents. No more being bullied. This gives me a chance to ruin Maxwell and all of those ridiculous popular. My opportunity is here and I'm going to savor it. Revenge is so much sweeter than it is.

"We're moving to California. To start a new life away from this hell hole. Thank you, Jesus." My dad said.

"So, when do we start packing? Hopefully now. So we can arrive on time for my new school." My mom clapped her hands like that was a great idea.

"Yes. Let us do that now. That's a great idea sweetheart." My dad chuckles.

"Well, my ladies. What are we waiting for? Let's get packing." My mom and I screeched in excitement. I rushed off to start packing.

I was free and happy. If we ever come back to Miami, I'm going to make everyone's life a living hell. I can't wait to see the look on Maxwell's face when he sees me. I love my new life. California, here we come.