Life can be a curse

Chapter Four

     I've been awake for about an hour but I am pretending to still be asleep, a skill that I have practiced and practically mastered, because I don't want to leave the comfort and warmth of the clinic bed. Got what you deserved faggot..... weirdest thing is, I don't even think that I am gay. However this school and every fucker in it likes to assume as slap labels on everyone. I'm the only one with that stupid label.....Fag.......

    "Oh you're awake!" Shit, I must've spaced out and made it obvious that I wasn't sleeping.

    "Y..yea...I am....thank you Miss Jennifer....." she smiles sweetly. She always has been the nicest person to me ever.

    "Of course honey, here take this" she tosses me an ice pack and I press it against my head where I was kicked.

    "You're free to leave at anytime, but you will have to leave school" she sighs, "you're being suspended for 2 weeks for fighting...." I growl.

    "You know I never fight back! It's never my fault!" I feel a passionate anger but it quickly fades away.

   "I know honey, it never is....but it's always 3 or more people's words against yours, they have no choice but to take their side. I'm sorry...." I sigh.

   "Don't be...it's not your fault..." I stand up to put on my jacket and contacts. I slightly wave goodbye to Miss Jennifer and sign out before grabbing my bag to leave the school campus. I hate walking home, almost as much as I hate walking to school. At least I don't have to deal with the other furs for two weeks.