Haters

Chapter 2

I don't know how long I was standing dumbfounded in front of my whole class. Well, must have been a million years. For some weird reason I couldn't get my mouth to move, I was paralysed with fear. My mind was blank. My mouth was dry. My eyes were the only ones in their senses. DAMN! I wished I couldn't see anything at that moment. A few boys were giggling, the other girls were all smirking at my stupefied face. One boy from the back of the class shouted 'Hey Miss, is is it time to go home already?' Oh that makes me feel a whole lot better..... NOT! You could tell from the way he said it, he was being sarcastic, 'in a nicer way'.  However, Miss Michelle clearly doesn't know what sarcasm is as she replied ' No it isn't time we still have another 1 period to go," with a big slanted frown on her face. Well that's no surprise!

I felt nauseous. Gradually, my lunch was finding its way north. I wish I could puke on all those notorious, devilish faces of my class mates. My mind kept on repeating 'Say something, are you dumb, do something, at least move a muscle and return back to your seat.' I couldn't bring myself to do it. I twisted my head 90 degrees, Miss Michelle was rooted on the spot, with her lips pursed and her eyes bulging out signalling me to answer her question. 'Wait what was the question?' I couldn't even remind myself what question she had asked me like 5 minutes ago. 

'Mmmm.... Miss,' I mumbled 'I am not sure what the answer is' I exclaimed timidly. 

"I think you should take a trip to nurses office, you look paler than usual," she adviced sternly.

I speed-walked towards my bag. Hurriedly, slung it onto my shoulder and exited the classroom as quick as I could. Empty hallways, no banging of lockers, no clicking of locks, no one turning their heads the other way when I meander by, no one bad mouthing me as I pass by, no gossiping just pin drop silence as I make my way down every corridor. Just the type of place I would spend time. Doodling away in my sacred art pad, drawing anything that pops into my head. I wish I could block myself from the world, spend my life individually, drawing away, locked away from the rude habits and cruel world just floating in my world of imagination.Ahhhh... that would be an ideal life.. well in my opinion. If I told anyone about this they would all call me a loner. Well they are right.... I have no friends.

However,  my goal in  life is I change the way other people see me. I want them to accept me not for my 'not up to standard' looks but for my warm and kind personality. That would take a lot of hard work and CONFIDENCE! Which I obviously don't have! You know what I don't understand is, why does the world revolve around judging on looks and not personality. It would be a dream come true if the world changed their judgements.