School Sucks

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AN: so I lost the will to write my first story so I am starting a new one if. you would me to use your name in a story/chapater please kik me thtbitchuluv is my kik....if you want to tell me NICELY how j can make my story better fell free to do so and please please remember that haters only make a person famous:3 love you all!!! via:3

Mike's pov~

     I groaned as my mom let me out in front of the school buidling and spun off. The where, only God would know if there was one. I hated new schools but it seemed a nevering fate. Dad promised this would be the last move before I move out. However, I don't believe him.

    

     As I walked into the building I got stares and whispers. Mostly from the female population. Not to brag but im not ugly, my arms are toned nicely, I had a rock hard stomach, big blue eyes and the emotional depressed look. My bangs covered one of my eyes but not in that "imma steal your sole,bitch" kinda of way but "the ain't got time for this" kinda of way. I wore custom fitted skinny jeans and a plan black belt with a Batman logo.

      But I felt bad for the girls, I was into men. Not boys, men. I was gay and proud to be, therefore, any bullying any one tried to put me through was quickly put to an end. I didn't take lately to being bullied.

    I had fanially reached the office and got my classes from the princiable. Then before I got to go to class I was given a speech on my hair and lip rings, if they became a problem then something would to be done about it. Then I was lead to my first class.

     I looked around the room and seen a few empty sits in the back and I hadn't noticed the teacher until she spoke, "Micheal, why don't you tell the room about yourselves?"

  I gave a sigh of annoyece and smiled, "hey everyone I am Micheal but call me Mike I like it better and people won't remember the face with the name when I have to move again," I bite my words so I wouldn't cuss the teacher out then.

   "Okay then Mike you can chose you seat," she guestered to the room making my stomach do turns as I made my way to the back of the class. I had decided then the new school would be awful and I had to fake that I liked it.

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