Isaac Robinson (Currently Being Edited)

Prologue

"Come on honey get up! It's 7:30, you need to go to school!'' That was the first thing I heard this morning. I groaned quietly and kept myself buried under my blankets, trying to go back to sleep.

I could hear her footsteps make their way over to my bed. I kept my eyes closed as the blankets were lifted off of my face and faked snored, hoping she would think I was still sleeping.

A few moments later, I slowly peeked an eye open to see if she was gone when I heard silence. She was still there though, her arms crossed.

"Mom, do I really have to go?" I whined, which I could tell surprised her when I saw the look on her face.

"Honey, you love school!!! Is everything alright?" She asked me gently, sitting down next to me.

"I-I just don't feel well." I lied, holding my stomach. I pretended that my stomach hurt.

She nodded in understanding.

"Do you want to go to the doctor? We can go right now." She offered gently and started to get up. I took her hand to stop her.

I shook my head and smiled weakly at her."No it's okay, I just need some rest." I told her.

"Are you sure?" She asked, her blue eyes scanning mine. I felt like she could look past them and see all of my lies.

I nodded.

"Okay honey, I'll come back with some soup later on." She said, before she kissed my forehead and walked out of my room, the sound of heels clapping on the floor.

I let out a sigh of relief when she was gone.

I love school, I really do. But school hasn't been easy as I've gotten older.

Kindergarten went pretty well. I did really good in school, in fact my teachers would ask me if I ever thought of being a teacher myself.

By 1st grade and 2nd grade, things started to change though.

I started noticing how much meaner kids have gotten.

They started teasing me for being smart, and called me a nerd.

And don't getting me started with my weight.

I weighed more than my other classmates, because of that my weight tend to be the punchline of every joke kids in my class made about me.

I ignored them, since my mom taught me to ignore people's opinions about me.

But yesterday in recess, one of my classmates, Anthony all of a sudden snatched my glasses off my face before he threw them on the ground and stomped on them.

When Miss Lillian asked what happened to them, I just lied to her and said I fell down.

I don't want to get anyone in trouble, I really don't. I was also hoping that Anthony would leave me alone for not telling on him, but that just made him tease me even more.

So yeah, even though I love school I don't want to go..and get picked on. I don't want to deal with those mean kids anymore.

I usually stick with my friends most of the time in order to not get teased by the mean kids, but when my friends are gone, they take this as a chance to pick on me.

I'm starting to wonder if my friends are even my friends.

Sometimes even they tease me as well, sure in a jokingly way but still.

I sighed as I heard my mom and dad arguing as usual.

I cringed when I heard my dad's yelling from downstairs all the way across my room.