There he was, sitting there just watching Mrs.Walter walk across the room to her desk. He listened so carefully to her every word because that is the kind of guy Kyle Peterson is. He listens to everything people have to say, but he does not actually care. He is as fake and plastic as anyone in this hell of a high school. Mrs.Walter walked to Kyle's desk and handed him his test with a big, fat 100 on the top.
"Well thank you Mrs.Walter for this ever so generous grade." Kyle said with a smile on his face.
"Oh Kyle you've earned it, you are an excellent student. Keep up the good work!"
I rolled my eyes at their conversation, I roll my eyes at everything Kyle says. Everyone finds him so nice and so funny, but no one knows the truth behind his smart ass jokes. People say I have no reason to hate him, no reason to wish he did not exist. Oh but I do, I have every right to hate him.
The bell rang and I left Mrs.Walter's history class. I kept thinking about how much of a kiss up Kyle is to Mrs.Walter. She was quite boring, and showed no interest in the lives of her students, but she loved Kyle. He was her favorite student, everyone knew it. I rolled my eyes at just the thought of Kyle. He was such a jack ass.
I ran to my next class, Calculous. I sat down seconds before the bell rang and Mr.Peters shut the door. I turned to my friend Kayla Haroldson and told her how annoying Kyle was today. Kayla agrees with me on anything insulting about Kyle because she knows the truth about him. I'm not mean, I promise I'm just honest unlike a majority of the human population. Honesty is my biggest requirement whenever I have any type of relationship with a person. One lie, and they get kicked to the curb. Kyle was kicked to the curb, oh the stories I have about him. I have power over him that he does not know I have. I could make everyone dislike him in a heartbeat, but I choose not to. There is more behind my hatred for Kyle, but no one wants to hear me ramble about something that happened over a year ago, even though it still affects me now. Anyway, calculous would be a bore without Kayla to talk to and make fun of Kyle with. Mr.Peters shot me and Kayla a look for us to stop talking, I wonder if he heard what we had said, hopefully not.
After I leave calculous I always walk to my locker before heading to the bus. I was taking my books out of my locker and shoving them in my bag when someone came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.
"Miss. Riley Andrews, are you coming to my party tonight?" asked the laughing mystery person behind me.
I turned around and there stood my friend Megan.
"Yes, Meg of course I'm coming! I wouldn't miss this for anything in the world." I said, laughing too.
"Good, it starts at 7 if you want you can come at 6:30 to help me set up. This will be the party of the year!"
"I will be there at 6:30, now I have to go catch the bus, I'll text you later!"
I walked away from Meg and ran down the stairs and out the door to my bus. I wish I had my car today, but Mom always worries about me driving in the rain and this morning it was pouring. I hate the bus, all the kids smell like weed and B.O. Take a damn shower for once.
When I got home, I put my books on the floor by my desk and went to the kitchen to eat food. I love eating, that's about all i do. Eating...Kyle loved judging the one thing that made me happy. The truth behind Kyle...will make everyone reevaluate him as a human being. You wanna know? Then keep reading, you're in for a treat!

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Die With The Truth
Teen FictionWARNING: THE CONTENT IN THIS STORY MAY BE OFFENSIVE TO SOME READERS. THE MAIN TOPIC DISCUSSED IS SUICIDE BUT IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM AM I ENCOURAGING SUICIDE OR ANY FORM OF SELF HARM. PLEASE IF YOU NEED ANY HELP CONTACT YOUR LOCAL SUCIDE AND SELF HA...