A new day at a new school. 'Wonderful,' I thought to myself, 'another year where no one knows me and no one cares enough to know me.' This is what, the seventh year in a row where I had moved to a new school district. All because kids and just people in general just really hated me. Just simply wonderful, right? Well maybe this year I'll just be invisible. I walked out of my house with my black bookbag containing my notebook, journal, a few books I am currently reading, and a handful of pencils and pens.
I had learned the previous week that I lived exactly eight blocks from the school. So I started walking in that direction. I saw many other students also walking to school, but of course I didn't speak to any of them. I had my headphones in and kept my music at high volume. Just like I always did when walking to school. As I approached the school I saw a group of students (I presumed to be the 'popular kids') sitting in front of the school, where there was a few school colored benches. I continued on past them, a few stared at me (and to my guess started whispering something about me to the people sitting around them).
I pulled out my schedule from my pocket and unfolded it. My first class of the day was biology, wonderful. It's not that I don't like biology it was just that it bored me. I've always done great in my classes (the only good that has came out of school) so most of them were just review of all that I knew. Keeping my schedule out I went on a search for my locker. I wandered around the maze of hallways and corridors for about fifteen minutes before I found it. And it took approximately five minutes to open it. I placed my bag in it and went off to class carrying my books and a pen.
I hadn't said a word throughout the whole time until the teacher forced me to stand a tell a little bit about myself. It happened to be like that in all of my classes. Not many people spoke to me and I didn't speak to many people. Maybe, just maybe I will be invisible this year. Knowing my luck that won't happen. Throughout the day I overheard about the school's back-to-school bash they were having at the park in town.
So after school I decided I might as well check it out. Just about every student was there. It was a bit crowded so I didn't think anyone would notice me. I wandered around for a while, listening to other kids talking with their friends. I went over and sat alone at a bench. No one has noticed me so far. Maybe I was right... or not. One of the guys, whom I figured was a football player, came up to me and said, "This party isn't for fat little freaks like you. You don't belong here." I just stared at him for a moment.
Then I replied, "Fine, this party is lame anyways. I don't even want to be here." I turned and walked away. 'good one' I thought to myself as I walked away. I had handled that better than usual. That's good I guess. I just hope things don't get worse.
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99 Days
Short StoryNew town new people same problem. Bullying. Follow Bianca as she learns how to overcome it all. It won't be easy. But maybe there's someone who can help.