My Life Story

Never again.

I dont remember much else from the years leading up to my final year but i do remember the names. The jokes they used to make. One name in particular has forever remained etched into my memory. Jizzabel. Now I'm sure you all know what it means. They all thought they were so smart with making it up. I cant remember who exactly came up with the name or when it started but i do know that it stuck. I didn't mind the hair pulling or their smartarse remarks about how my hair was like vines when they played with it. They did all this while my teacher sat on her chair at the front pretending not to notice. The old fool. She even put me next to one of the bullies in maths, he was called Zayn. Nobody else wanted to sit with him and i felt kinda bad so i stuck the built up anger deep inside and helped him. Miss asked many times if i wanted to move but i was actually starting to like him so i stayed. Yeah he was dirty minded and mean at times but he was also very funny and i knew his home life wasn't great so i tried to be the best company i could be under the circumstances. However, I had all my work thrown back in my face, literally, a few weeks later though. Since i started talking to him he stopped being mean to me and was actually quite a sweet guy. I do believe with all my heart he only did this because he wanted to prove something to Jamal.

This story is set after school. I was out playing with my best friend Sam, she went into her house up the road to get some ice-lollies because it was warm. I sat on this big field alone waiting for her to come back. While i was waiting Jamal and Zayn started walking towards me. I cant remember what they said but i know that Zayn was holding a can of some sort of energy drink. LSV maybe. I told them to leave me alone but they wouldn't. All i remember is Zayn walking towards me and throwing what was left of this disgusting drink down my back. I had a jacket next to me so i put that on so Sam wouldn't ask questions and started walking up to her house. They called out to me, obviously angry but i ignored them. I felt a hard object hit me then, they had thrown the can at me. I started running. I ran into Sam's garden as she was coming out and made a half arsed excuse to why we should go to the park instead of the field. I looked back and saw them snickering at me like they were having fun.