The Different One

Chapter 1- Home Alone

         "Are you about to cry?" Susan teased as she kicked me in the stomach. I yelped in pain as tears started flowing down. "N-no" I managed to stutter out weakly. "You're just like your parents, pitiful" she looked at me with distaste in her eyes, and everywhere on her features. she didn't ever try to hide the fact that she did not like me, but I never knew why. I feel like that was going to change today... I don't know what that feeling was, but... I just had it.                           Before I could say anything else a teacher already beat me to it. "What is going on here?" He said so loud that anyone can hear him. "N-nothing sir" Fear blowing all across Susan's face she wasn't hiding the fact either, that she was scared, and afraid of Mr. Hitman.

"Go back to class now, or you'll be in the principal's office, and you know you don't want that with your father" he said it with confidence knowing she is going to do what he says, or else she's going to get it. I've got to admit I feel pretty bad for her, even though she always takes her anger out on me, I've always wanted to be there for her, and just say I'm her friend.

"Yes sir." Susan said Shaking with happiness, sadness and blankness in her voice knowing he's not giving her a choice. she's more calm that she knows that he's giving her a warning, and not just sending her straight to the principal's office (AKA her dad). When Susan and her minions were gone Mr. Hitman looked at me with concerned crossing his features. It almost looks like pity, I hate pity.

"Let's go we have to get back to class, or do you want to go home Ms. Maria?" He says, while touching my forehead to see if I ran a cold or something. he still had that look of concern on his face that I did not like at all. It was like he was trying to tell me that he has so much pity for me that I should just not do anything, and just depend on him.

"No thank you sir." I say still shaking with fear. I don't know why I'm shaking. it's not like he's going to hit me or anything, i'm just still shaking up on how Sandra's taking this to the next level she's always just talking about me. it changed from talking about me and laughing about me in front of my face, to beating me up like I'm just a little punching bag. It seems like everything is getting worse with her father.

"I'll take that as a yes, you're going home today, and that's final. you will stay home as a sick day and I will put everything as an A, since you are the top A student here. you will leave today and I mean today, go home, and get some rest and maybe read a couple of books while you're at it.. do you understand me mrs. Maria?" He said, with confidence and questioning filled in his voice.

"Yes I do Mister Hitman.", and with that I went on to the office, where I signed myself out. I walked out the front glass doors with no type of confidence in myself. I don't know know what's wrong with me. Something in my mind tells me. I don't know how to get this out of my mind, I don't know how to live with this.

Who is this person?

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