Chapter 3

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Katie..
    I make it to English on time surprisingly. It wasn't without struggle though. On my way across the school I was tripped by a girl named Tammy. She has been touring me since kindergarten. I don't know what I ever did to her but she hates me and has gotten everyone else in school to hate me. Heck I think she even got the teachers to be on her side. Anyway when she tripped me I went face first into the tile floor of the school hallways. This caused a gushing nosebleed to come on and I'm pretty sure I broke my nose. But it wouldn't be the first time and I'm sure it won't be the last. On my way to class I make a stop at the nurses office.
   I walk in and say hi to Jane. I'm in the nurses office so much that me and the school nurse are on a first name basis.  She sees my nose and knows what happened. So she quickly cleans me up , sets my broken nose and puts me back in my way. And she did all this without saying a word.
    When I walk into class I head to the back corner and take my seat. I've always sat in the very back where no one can see me. Sometimes my teachers don't even see me. It's a curse and a blessing. I don't get homework but I'm also marked absent a lot.
     At exactly 7:30am my teacher ,the very old and very widowed Mrs. Graham, walks in. She takes role,not missing me surprisingly, and starts the stereotypical first day of school introductions. She's two truths and one lie and a couple other things to help us get to know one another. Thankfully I'm skipped on all this. One of the many perks of sitting in the darkest corner of the class.
     After what feels like an eternity the bell rings and I start to head to my next class, college stats. Like I said I got to a school for intellectually gifted. I make it to Mr. Jameson's class without incident. I'm thankful, yet fearful of what will happen when I head to my psychology course next.
   Mr. Jameson wastes no time with pleasantries and immediately starts with the lesson. I've always love math and numbers, so I love that I'll have some work to keep my mind busy later tonight. Time seems to fly by when your having fun because the bell rings in no time. Now I have to make the long trek across the school to psychology. A lot can happen during a passing period. I once revived a broken rib during one. Let's hope this one is a little less violent.
On my way to psychology I get yanked into the girls restroom. You know how most schools have just walls and no doors to enter the restrooms. Well ours have doors that lock from the inside. When I'm pulled in I instantly know I won't make it to my first day of psychology. I'm happy though that I only have lunch after it.
I'm thrown onto the floor of the girls room. When I mange to look up I see Tammy and her entourage. It's only two other girls, Sierra and Sydney. Their Tammy's version of tweedle dee and tweedle dumb. A pair of identical twins with identical low IQs. How they got into our school is a mystery to me.
I must have missed Tammy talking to me because I suddenly feel a stinging slap on my check. I look up at the three girls who are all smiling all evil like at me.
"C'mon Katie get up you fat bitch. Or is it too hard to stand with all that weight on you" Tammy says to me. I can't help but look down at my stomach. I had worked so hard this summer to lose a lot of weight. It got so bad that I was Malnourished for most of the summer.
"Oh look girls I think the cow is about to cry. Am I hurting you feelings. Huh. C'mon speak up." She taunts. I want to speak. I want to stand up to her for once but my mouth is suddenly really dry and my voice won't work. I know that this won't end well.
    With eyes full of anger Tammy smiles, moves closer to me ,brings back her right leg in a lead up to kick my ribs. It all seems to happen so slow. And no matter how hard I try to move I can't. I'm frozen where I lay. I anticipate the pain I'm about to feel. I know this pain. I've felt it before. But no matter how many times I feel it, I never get used to it. Who could get used to the feeling of their bones breaking and being abused after they break.
    It felt like it took years for the impact to finally happen, but I know it was only seconds. When her foot connects with my ribs I cry out in pain. It's involuntary and sounds alien. I'm not even sure if the sound actually came from me. But then again who else would have made it. Not Tammy, i mean she's the one causing the pain, and it can't be her minions because they are too busy laughing at me pain. It had to be me.
    As soon as the first kick was done it was followed by another and about another 100. Once Tammy got tired of kicking me she let her girls do what they wanted. That included pulling hand fulls of hair out, kicking me more and moving my seemingly lifeless body into a sitting up position so they could take to punching me.
   I think I blacked out somewhere during the assault. I don't remember it ending and I don't remember by nose breaking or my shoulder being pulled out of socket. But once they left the restroom I felt it all. And all I could do was cry.

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