day two

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"Ms. Reynolds! I am here! Where will I sit?" I shout as I knock at the entrance door. I hear footsteps rushing through the entrance, which I suppose was Ms. Reynolds. Then, someone from the back hugged me. "Hey Nat."

"Jesus Christ! Riley! What the fuck?" I shouted. Because no guy in tutor class would do this to me aside from Riley. I'm still annoyed at him.

"Am I not allowed to hug my favorite girl in this center?" he asked. Still hugging me.

"Get off you sweaty dork! Where have you been?"

"I was late for PE Class which is my last subject for today, and Coach made me run the perimeter of the football field thrice."

"You two!" Someone shouted. I looked at the entrance door and saw Ms. Reynolds. "You'll sit together for the whole school year here in tutor class. Come in!"

I rolled my eyes as Riley bumps me with his shoulder. Agh! Why does it have to be with this doofus? Why can't I sit with Kathy or Molly? Or even Clare and Christine? Well, I could predict why I'll be sitting with Riley for the rest of the year. It's probably because of Brianna, Clare and Christine. WHY THE HELL DO THEY HAVE TO BE SO NOISY. We were directed to my usual room with Clare and Christine. 

OH LORD! IT WAS SO PEACEFUL! It's so Anti-Chrislarianna. I sat on my place, and pulled out my notebook from my bag. As soon as I got my things out of my bag, I looked at the board to see if there was something to be answered. But- "HOLY BABY SHIT!" 

I was surprised by Riley's face that is (assumingly) a half inch in front of mine. Which caused me to bump his forehead when I was surprised. Riley kept on laughing because of my reaction.

Oh how I thought I was already in peace.

"You should've seen your face!" he exclaims. I just sighed and looked at the board. I copied everything I had to copy while Riley was trying to distract me. "You're no fun." he finally says.

"And so are you, Ri."

"You're calling me by my nickname now?"

"I call you that when I don't feel like talking to you. So, shut up right now. I have a chapter test tomorrow."

Well, Riley's finally silent. He started answering stuff that he needs to answer.

Two hours had passed, and I was in the middle of factoring 49,357 when,

"Is 578 a perfect square?"

If you know me personally, like Kathy does. You will know how I easily get distracted. I was still in number five out of ten in the items I am answering, and I am going home in 40 minutes because the tutor center was closing early because Ms. Reynolds needs to attend to her parent's needs.  And because of the pressure I get from studies, every stress I get because of my classmates, every teacher that puts me in detention even if I did nothing, and everyone who bullies me. Right now, I had nothing to do but have a crying session.

I can't do this anymore. I am annoyed by everything. I can't get a high grade. To everything that everyone expects me to do. I can't do you. 

I just bowed my head and started sniffing.

"Jesus Christ Natasha! I was just ask-"

"You don't need to ask. You're intelligent enough. You're always a topnotcher since you were in first grade. But me? I am a stressed and depressed dipshit." I said, not bothering to move the position of my head.

Suddenly, the atmosphere became silent. I also heard the door open. "Riley, what happened?" I heard Ms. Reynolds' voice say. I stood up, and left the room. But before I left, I told Mrs. Reynolds to check my paper and email me if I did it correctly. With that I left the tutor center.

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I usually walk home. Like right now. I'm currently walking, but not on the way home. I'm going to the open park. Ahh yes! The park! Where everything takes place! Especially right now, it's night time. I sat at a bench just to remove every single negativity in my being. I need to breathe from stress, pressure, and depression. I looked around and saw a couple kissing, two children sharing their ice cream and their moms sharing stories, and a girl bumping a guy who was playing basketball. Oh the start of love stories! Instead of watching everything, I closed my eyes and reflected on everything happening in my life. It came out more of a list than a flashback.

I lost my mother.

Dad married a selfish lady that's why I'm always alone when I go home.

I knew I killed my mom after disobeying my dad's orders of not looking on his closet that, I had no idea, had a gun in it. I was 7 years old at that time.

I always cry every night, and told myself to be good at school for my mother.

I cry at school when I'm having a sudden emotional breakdown.

I get bullied for crying.

I get bullied until now.

I keep failing class because of sudden emotional breakdowns.

I keep failing class because I'm too pressured by the grading system.

I'm always distracted.

I got to tutor class and still fail my subjects because of a short attention span, and have a hard time trying to listen to Ms. Reynolds lessons.

I'm fucked up.

A/N:

GUYS! THIS IS A LONG UPDATE. IS THIS LONG ENOUGH ALREADY? Remember when I told you this is partially true? Well, some parts are really a part of my life(except for my mother dying because she's still alive and strong and I love her to pieces).  Anyways, hope you like it. 
next update: idek when. after tutor days maybe.

another thing, i'm not actually bullied right now, but before... i was bullied. yeah. fun fact?

kbye.

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