I walked into school, my head down and my hood up. I looked down at my shoes, trying to block out all the insults thrown at me.
Whore! Oh wait, you’re too ugly! Even a desperate guy wouldn’t tap that!
Fat ass! You better turn bulimic because I know you can’t run for your life to lose weight!
Worthless asshole! You’re so UGLY. Just go die in a hole! Nobody’s going to miss you anyways. Especially not your dead parents!
My eyes were on the brink of overflowing with tears, but I can’t let myself look weak in front of all these people, I promised my mom, dad, and Josh. Even if they aren’t here with me anymore. I wish I could just melt into the wall and disappear. I wish I could just get into my car and drive off the face of Earth. But I couldn’t. I promised. And I never go back on my promises.
“Forget it, just get to class. One day, Aimee, you’ll graduate and be free of this hellhole.” I thought to myself, wiping the tears out of my eyes.
I slumped into class, keeping my eyes steadily on the laces of my converse. Not paying attention to where I was going, I tripped on the doorframe. My cheeks immediately flushed bright pink. I looked out from my bangs that concealed my face, into the sea of people that were already in class snickering and pointing at me.
“Aww! Is the Little Miss Emo embarrassed?” Brittney, aka slut of the school, exclaimed mockingly.
Everyone busted out laughing and pointing even harder.
“Okay, everybody! Calm yourselves! Aimee, get to your seat! Always causing uproar when you walk into my class, don’t you ever stop wanting attention?!” Mr. Robinson grumbled.
“Sorry, sir.” I whispered so softly, I wasn’t sure he heard.
I quickly shuffled to my seat, trying to block out all the mockery of how I tripped. I sat down in my seat in the deserted corner and put in my ear buds.
Music. It was one of the only things that kept me sane and alive. Music was my escape. I could listen to it and pretend like I was who the singer was singing about. My favorite song came on, Thunder by Boys Like Girls. It’s about summer romance love between a couple that goes wrong in the end and the guy writes a song about how he’ll never forget her and how that summer was the best he’s ever had.
It gave me a small shred of hope that maybe I would fall into that kind of love one day. The kind of love when my heart melts whenever I see him, my cheeks hurt from smiling so much when I’m around him, and we would give our lives away to save the other.
But I knew it was just a dream. I was so ugly and fat, nobody would love me.
Or so I thought.
