I step out of my car and walk to the passager side. I grab my backpack and lock the car. Walking to the front door, I see Kenny. The Kenny who beat me up last year, and the year before that, and the years before that. He's the main reason I have depression. He used to tell me terrible things about myself, and just terrible things in general.
I pull up the hood on my MCR hoodie and put in my earbuds. I turn on my playlist and The Ballad of Mona Lisa by Panic! At the Disco starts to play. I throw my backpack over my shoulder and sigh.
I open the door and walk in. I see Mr. & Mrs. Andrews in the office. They wave at me and I walk in.
"Hey, Ryan. How's my favorite scientist doing today?" Mr. Andrews says softly. I smile and take out the earbuds.
"Hey, Mr. Andrews. I'm doing pretty good." I say, rubbing the back of my neck. He smiles at me and he ruffles my hair.
"If you need anything, anything at all, just let us know." Mrs. Andrews says simply. I nod and look at the clock.
"I should probably get going to my locker and class," I say softly. They nod and I walk to my locker. I put in the combination and open the door. I unzip my backpack and put in the books I'm going to read over the year. I read pretty fast, okay?
I close my locker and zip up my bag. I sling it over my shoulder and head to my first period, History.
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The final bell rings and I stand up, exhausted. But slightly energized. Cause now, I get to go home. Where I get to be alo-
"Hey, nerd." A familiar voice says. A very familiar voice. I turn back-
No. Don't do it-
To see the voice's carrier-
Please, no-
The person who hates me the most-
No-
Kenny.
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The Scientist
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