Love and Hate

The un-usual

"Do I have to say it again MUTT!" Penelope screamed while I was on the floor in tears. "You are worthless and you should never have decided to turn up to school today, you know why?" Tim just stared, "Cause no one likes you, your a freak who just sits at the back of the classroom alone with no friends AND your just a genuine piece of shit to even be in the same room with!" Tears streamed down my face, as the group of people behind her just bursts out laughing like this is some big joke, I just want to get out of here but I'm completely surrounded by the vultures that they were. "You might as well just go and D-" I knew what she was about to say die  but this time she was cut off by Mr. Peterson. 

"Now don't you say a word Mrs. Penelope Hughes, I don't care who you think you are but you will not speak to anyone like that in my classroom! You will come with me now! The rest of you just leave now,  school has finished for the day I will see you tomorrow year 9's." Everyone just left, still laughing over what Penelope said to me while I just buried my my head under my desk, not because of what she said but over the fact that I had to be saved by my maths teacher. He made her wait outside for him while he came over to me. "You ok Tim?" He said with sorrow in his voice, I just nodded I wasn't exactly in the mood for talking. "This is becoming a daily occurrence now isn't it?" I didn't respond, "If you ever want to talk to someone about these things then you can come and talk to me ok?" I didn't respond to that either, I just wanted him to leave so that I could get out my books and die in piece. 

He sighed and left the room and I could hear him yelling at Penelope as he was walking down the corridor and I was shaking as I got up from my desk to get my books out. Then I got one of my textbooks out of my bag and hit my head into it, sobbing. Why is it that a teacher has to come to my aid whenever she decides that she is gonna do something to me... I'm pathetic. 

I heard a knock at the door I quickly snap myself out of my trance and wipe the tears from my eyes. "c-c-come in." I said still trying not to cry still, I just hope that whoever it is doesn't notice. As the door squeaks open I begin to recognise who's at the door, damn it's Lenard (Popular Kid), what the hell does he want. "Is Mr. Peterson- OH DAMN HAVE YOU BEEN CRYING?!" Shit he noticed, " N-N-No!" Well you can't say I didn't try. "Man you know I can tell when your lying right?" He stated, I just hung my head in shame, I will never be able to live this down now, he'll tell everyone and well you know how it goes. "Look, just take these tissues and try to calm down." He dug around his pocket and found two clean tissues. 

"Thanks." I said trying to figure out if this was happening.  

"You wanna tell me what happened?" He asked with sympathy in his voice, should I tell him or will he just make fun of me more, just before I made up my mind he frowned and said "You can tell me I swear on my life that I won't tell a single sole!" OK,OK,OK, i'll tell him, despite every bone in my body telling me not to I will, what could possibly go wrong, "B-b-b-basically you know P-P-Penelope?" He nodded, "She basically started doing what she does every day to me and Mr.Peterson had to come in to stop her." He looked at me with a confused face. "First,isn't that a good thing if a teacher comes in to stop whatever she's doing, and second what does she do I'm not in any of your classes and I don't exactly get along with Penelope." I looked at him with a bamboozled look on my face, hasn't he been through one day in this school?! "One it is not a good thing in my case, it usually c-c-comes back to bite me, and two what doesn't she do to me." Tears started to accumulate in my eyes. I expected him to just walk off or something like the rest of the popular kids, but this time not only did he stay, but he actually hugged me. WHAT IS HAPPENING?!?!?!?!?

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea that she could be like that with anyone, I mean I thought she was bad but god damn." He whispered in my ear, I- I - I- I haven't felt anything like this before... I have seen people in the corridor act like this but I never thought it would happen to me... is this what care feels like. I slowly started to hug him back, the tears were now streaming down my face. What am I doing? "I-I-It's OK, you didn't know." We then separated and be then had this look in his eye.