Destroyer

Chapter 1 - Tech class.

chapter 1

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Secondary school. The judge-mental hell us teenagers are forced to trudge into almost everyday of the week, I cant handle this anymore, all I see are packs of friends everywhere... i'm alone, those packs of wolfs seek out the innocent gazelle pry it open tear by painful tear, a prolonged death, their words do this to me.

Lessons are awful, I think one of the worst moments in them, is probably when you're in a room full of people and you look around and see everyone all talking and laughing and all of a sudden you feel so sad and lonely, like, you can even feel a physical pain in your chest, because you realise they all have someone who belongs to them, someone who cares, and you just don't.. You're kinda just there.

"Annabel pass the goddamn ruler" Alex almost silent screamed at me. This vaguely brought me back to my senses, it was geography period 3 I think. I didn't mind geography that much, I must have lost my trail of thought as Alex then exclaimed 'Annabel Jesus Christ the ruler!' this time he did scream at me, I looked at him. Not just 'look' but looked... I looked into him, a filthy, stinking rich unworthy soul, unworthy of even the slightest praise or appreciation (repetition there as he was a truly unworthy person to such an extent, he doesn't deserve another word out of my vocabulary).

He was the schools best football player, most of these idiotic Justin Bieber crazed psychopaths would've passed out if he'd had talked to them, let alone be asked to pass him one of their items, I passed the ruler to him, he looked back at me (just looked) after about ten seconds of me passing the ruler a girl in my glass (Emily) shouted at Alex. Her words were like bullets to me. She exclaimed in quite an ironic tone 'Alex make sure you wash it! Its got Annabel's scum all over it' ...i'd just began to take in this comment when...

The bell then went, that bell. I love that bell (literally i want the bell to become a person so i can take it Vegas and marry it) It was also a 10 minuet break to eat so that just perked me up completely. I can't describe to you the feeling after you've been let out of a lesson, its almost as if you've been accused of mass murder (knowing you're innocent) and then being found innocent and finally being let free. It was wood-tech next, still with Emily.

"pairs! pairs! Everybody pairs!" (you would've thought our wood-tech teacher was a fruit enthusiast the amount of times he says pairs) Mr Lapenol was literally the pain of my existence, I never had a pair, like I said I was alone. Not the 'nobody liked my instagram, photo why is my life so hard' Alone. I was completely by myself. I felt like Bambi, but not the energetic dear who'd persisted at its situation I was the dear who'd not had the strength to carry on after a blast of unfortunate events and given into its daemons inside its head. My thoughts then vaguely snapped back after I was forced to work with a guy called Kobi (as nobody else could begin to stifle us as a part of a pair) .

Mr Lapenol continued on with the lesson for a steady 20 minuets until another comment came from Emily. This one happened after Mr Lapenol had stared to explain what we were going to do in our lesson (keep in mind that they weren't very well planned. As Mr.Lapenol had a tendency to do his lesson plans whilst intoxicated far far far beyond the limit) . He said to our class "anyone good at cutting materials" at first an innocent and sweet remark to test his pupils abilities, (guess he was sober this time or decided to turn up at A.A) This innocence was ruined by Emily saying "Annabel is great at cutting! Just look at her!" The whole class erupted in simultaneous roars of laughter , even sir laughed... I don't think i've ever been more disgusted at humanity in my entire life.

I felt ashamed and alone to a point I can't even begin to describe. But sometimes, as singular beings you have to realize not everything revolves around your life's events. Sometimes, even the harshest remarks you can get In life you have to laugh off, and become the best pretender in the world, almost like a statue, giving no clue or sign of how you felt or the lust inside for someone to understand your pain, Emily spoke lies in nearly every aspect of her life. This was just another pathetic example.

Wood-tech was un-fortunately a double lesson so me and Kobi had to do this thing called: communicate-with-each-other-in-more-then-thirty-words-to-do-the-work-whilst-avoiding-the-drunken-hobo... Kobi obviously sensed this then turned to me in a swift movement "hey" he whispered quietly. Kobi was a tall guitarist. He had this midnight black longish flicky hair style that most girls found insanely attractive. His only flaws that most people pointed out were his acne prone face (we all have that, but guys unfortunately don't have the benefits of makeup) and his 'harry potter' glasses.. I thought he was perfect in every-way. He didn't have many friends, his company far to often seemed to be the many guitars and amps that he owes. "Hi" I nervously said back, "WOW IT SPEAKS!" Kobi whispered in my ear as a smirk creeped across his face, "dude my vocabulary is better then Shakespeare's" I returned the smirk whilst whispering this in his ear at the same time. The lesson was sort of okay after that plus... (To my suprise)Actual conversations occurred between me and Kobi.

Ten minuets before the end of lesson me and Kobi started to pack away our bird-house-dungeon-chamber-troll-home-attempt when Kobi ushered me towards him, he was standing where the 'bird houses' were layed out. I moon-walked over to him looking like a spastic headless chicken in anti gravity which cracked both of us up, as Kobi was in the sort of 'get here now before i kill your family and eat them on a plate' mood. "Annabel my dear friend, it's lunch in about ...WAIT I HAVE A WATCH GIVE ME A SECOND! Eight minuets, and i have the music room booked would you like to keep me company?" Kobi giddily asked me this in quite a fast matter, I just nodded towards him as i'd only heard 'lunch' 'music' 'company' (bad choice as he mimicked this head nodding as as crazy spastic seizure prone Egyptian who's decided to dance) Did i have a lunch date with Kobi Danton?