Don't React

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Mom and I made it back home at 8 and we were both crazy tired, especially mom since she was the one driving around all day.

We got home, we both said our I love yous, our thank yous, and said goodnight and went into our bedrooms.

I tiredly took my clothes off and switched them with pajamas. I got in bed, put my phone on its charger and went to sleep.

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I woke up to my alarm and groaned. I turned it off and got out of bed. I went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, changed my clothes and brushed my teeth.

Today is not my day. I feel agitated with everything and I'm still tired. I sighed to myself and rubbed my tired eyes. I grabbed my jacket, my backpack and went downstairs.

I put my shoes on but when I couldn't get them on swiftly I got frustrated and just kicked them off.

"I don't need to leave yet anyways." I mumbled to myself as I sat on the couch. Today is not the day to mess with me.

Pray for the souls that may get hurt today.

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While I was on the bus people were whispering about me as they laughed and smirked at me. I just tried to have some self control at not freak out.

It's too early for this.

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When we arrived at school I got off first as to avoid everyone. As I walked I got glares, dirty looks, and people just being annoying. Please, I am begging, don't bother me today for yours and my sake!

I got to my locker and grabbed my things. When I closed my locker and turned around I was pushed back into my locker roughly.

I groaned from the pain and saw that it was Ryan walking away with the group as he chuckled with his arm around someone else.

I breathed in and out, controlling my self. I am and was never a morning person so this just makes it worse.

I don't even care that he found someone else, as long as he's out of my life I don't care what he does.

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These teenagers are acting like children. I swear drama was supposed to be left in middle school. I groaned to myself while I was in history class.

"Is there something you would like to say, Jamie or will you let me get back to my lesson and stop interrupting?" Mr Olson said fueling my already lit fire.

"Excuse me?" I say fed up and almost all rational thoughts going out the window.

"You heard me, Jamie. Now will you please!"

"No, all I did was groan! To myself! I'm already having a bad day so my apologies if I'm 'interrupting' your oh so important lesson! You could have easily ignored me but you can't because you don't like me because I'm gay! I heard you talking to the other teachers about it so don't deny it!" I scoffed and rolled my eyes as everyone was in shock at what I did.

"Office, now!"

I got up, grabbed my bag and left. Nope, not my day.

I walked to the office and on my way there I saw Ryan kissing a cheerleader, and not even one of the good ones. She's been with most of the guys here and isn't too bright.

Yikes. What a downgrade.

I passed them and saw Mandy come out of the bathroom.

"Hey, Jamie!" She said in excitement.

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