Today, I feel so lazy. I don't wanna go to school, I don't wanna eat and even take a bath. I feel so lonely, well I'm actually a loner, and I don't know why, because I'm pretty sure that I don't deserve that.
For every second that I'm inside that school, I always feel out of place. Everybody look at me curiously, as if I don't deserve to be on that expensive school.
Every day, they treat me as if they're the only human in the world. They would say,"You slut,you're so ugly","How do you even enter this school, bitch?".
'Why would they think of me as a bitch?A slut? Seriously?They don't even know me.'
Actually, we own companies, hospitals, malls and even markets. We live in such a big house. I don't also know why they call me ugly even though I am not. I just don't have the time to put some makeups, but I collect makeup, dresses, and some perfume.
What makes me angry the most is that my ex-started all of this shit. He built some false touches of rumor about me after we broke up. I'm bullied for exactly one week, just one week but it felt like a year already.
Knock on my door put me back out of my thoughts.
"Come in!" I shout lazily. My mom comes in.
"Don't you have classes, dear?" she asks. "Or you just feel so lazy as always?"
"Mom, can I transfer?" Out of nowhere, I asked.
"Why?" she asks. "Is there someone bullying you?" 'A lot'."Tell me the reason."
I don't answer her. I don't really wanna make her worry. I know she's busy with her patients and some businesses here in New York. I don't even know if I want to transfer or not. I have few friends, but they ignore me whenever those bitches came, maybe they don't want to get bullied as well. I understand them.
I just wished that Kristy's with me. But sad to say, she's in college now. She is the only friend that I can count on.
My mom is now waving in my face. I didn't look at her straight in the eyes.
"They are telling things and stuff but I don't consider it as bullying. They don't even harass me so I'm fine.(what ta lie) I just... I just wanna study quietly."
"Kiela, look at me. Don't be afraid, fight for yourself. Fight back. I know you know that we're not gonna stay here for too long. After some months, we're gonna be back in California."
"Mom, we've been here for two years and you're always telling me the same thing whenever I ask you to let me transfer. Can I go back to California? I can go there with Lanz if you want. I miss our home and my friends. Besides, I don't really enjoy being here, so boring. I can't even find a single person who wants to be friend with me."
"Ohhh." My mom looks so sad and convinced.'Yes!' "I'll tell to your dad later if he agrees then you can go home with Lanz." I shouldn't have to mention Lanz. My mom opens the door and about to go out when I ask one last question that will make me happy if she would say yes.
"Can I skip class until the third period? Just this once, please?" I asked with pleading eyes.
"Ok, just this once. One more thing, we'll be home late." She said then close the door.
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