13 Years Old

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Dear Bianca,

8th grade is starting. I'm not excited. The bullies are at it again, and guess who their #1 target is? Me.

And Percy is being a pain in the butt. It's even more irritating that I just can't get angry at the guy. Freaking goofball.

It just makes me sad that he's a good guy, even though he gets on my nerves. He sticks up for me at school, even though the bullies just don't quit, which makes him a target. He's stronger than me though, since he eats nutricously and when he's supposed to and works out with his girlfriend.

His girlfriend. I don't know why, but I have an odd feeling about her. She kind of makes me angry, when we're around Percy.

I'm getting off topic. The bullies. You know, I have scars from them, beating me up every Tuesday and Friday and whenevever I bump into them at lunch or on the weekends. It sucks, because they're so much stronger than me. And they just can't help but pick on me of all people. Sally has complained plenty of times, but nothing gets done. So I'm stuck being even more miserable.

I just miss you, Bia. I know they'd be so scared of you, and you being you might even befriend them so they wouldn't be so mean to people anymore. And I know everyone would be happy that way, even us. And Mama would be so proud.

I really wish you were here, Bianca.

Love you.
~ Nico

P.S. Optimism is just out of the question at this point. Everything is just so sour now.

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