The real me

7:50 A.M

Ugh I know I have to get on the stupid bus but see my school bus goes in a certian order.... The populars first then the misfits and then there's me .-. I have to say i'm not the most popular person or even noticed person but I don't care. As always i get in seat #6. I put in both of my headphones and blast my music. I'm so happy that i can drown out the rest of the noise on this piece of shit bus because if I couldn't i would have screamed my ass off and told everyone to shut the fuck up. Ugh we finally start to leave to get the rest of these people i don't know. We eventually get to the stop where this girl named Winter waits at. I guess back during the school year we were like best friends but then something changed and i don't really know what it was but we just stopped talking. She gets on and sits by me and smiles at me... i smile back to be nice and i go back to my music. Thank god she doesn't say anything until we get to the school. I look out my window and see dozens of kids coming out of the building and standing outside of it. I get up to leave and i say bye to Winter. I get off and walk as fast as i could so that way I could avoid all these people who i feel like are staring at me all the damn time. Finally I'm here. I look at the front doors and i look around for a teacher so i can sneak in... Thank goodness the coast is clear. I quickly run inside and i hide my face from just about every office worker there is and run to my favorite teacher's classroom. His name is Mr. Beal. He is my favorite teacher because i can have the weirdest conversations with him and he wouldn't care he would just go along with it. Ugh i forgot it's Thursday and they have those stupid teacher meetings in the library. Well time to go to the only place where i know teachers won't look for kids... the batheroom. I literally sprint to the bathroom and go to the biggest stall and hide out till it's 8:15. I go to my locker and go to my first period which is math. i hate math so much because it's so boring. I grab my books and binder and i go to the classroom where i wait for the teacher to come and let us in. More and more people from my class are showing up and i don't say hi or even look at most of them. " Where is she"? i keep wondering. The bell already rang so why isn't she here yet? She finally turns the freakking corner and opens the door. I run in and take my seat and put my phone on low brightness and put it on mute before the teacher comes in. Well i'm not surprised that the first person who comes and talks to me is my favorite stoner..... His name's Joan and he is like the biggest stoner i know. He's asks me for a fruit roll up because i always give him one in the mornings because he is always stoned. I tell him " what do i get in return"? and he sighs and gives me a hug . I give him one and he says thanks and leaves. I can't help but think that i should tell him i like him but i think nah he won't even care and go back to my desk. Ugh the damn teacher comes in and now it's time to get my terrible fucking day started.....