"Yo Monika!" The kids across the hallway said. Those were the "cool and popular" kids. Every morning at school, all I hear are people telling me over and over, "no parents, no friends, no life," They were right. My mom died 2 months ago from cancer. My dad felt horrible when she died, so he killed himself to be with her. I live with aunt. "Can you guys just please leave me alone right now, today is not a good day." I replied.
"Everyday isn't the right day but..we're still gonna talk to you anyway." Victoria said. She's with the cool kids.
"What do you guys want?"
"To tell you that you have no friends, no parents, no life."
I walked away sobbing to the girls bathroom like every morning. Why is it always me? I can't deal with this crap anymore. I thought to myself. It's only my freshmen year, how am I supposed to go through with this all through high school. I found myself sitting in the stall crying. Mascara dripping, eyes red, face wet, could this get any worse. Finally, I went back outside. Everyone was gone. They all went to class. I found myself wandering the hallway alone and forgotten.
"Hey Monika."
"Umm me?"
"Well your name is Monika, right?"
"Umm yeah but I didn't know you knew that."
"Hey, just because I'm on the football team doesn't mean I only talk to popular girls. No offense."
I couldn't believe I was talking to Scot from the football team!
"None taken. So umm what's up?"
"Well, you know, the dance is coming up soon and well I know someone that would be interested in taking you." He said.
"I d-d-d-on't know if I'm g-g-g-g-onna go." I said as I started stuttering. Scot was trying not to smirk.
I felt like a total idiot but I couldn't back out now so I just agreed to it.
" Well okay I guess. But who is it?" I asked.
"My brother. You know, the one on the basketball team and his name is Mike."
I had no idea who he was talking about and he could tell. My face looked like I was disgusted but I wasn't, I was confused. Who the hell is this guys I thought to myself. I didn't want Scot to think I was a total weirdo so I pretending like I knew who he was talking about.
" Umm yeah, he's umm--umm--really good." I said.
"It's okay if you don't know him, he's not real. Look I didn't know how to ask you but I don't have a brother. Do you Monika Graystone wanna go to the dance with ME?" He said as he got down on his knees like he was proposing or something.
" ARE YOU SERIOUS!?!?" My face lit up with excitement as ipI said that. "But wait, aren't you dating Hannah on the cheer team--you know, the popular one."
"Oh well umm--she umm--uhhh--dumped me. Yeah, that's what she did, she dumped me." He said as his face got really red.
I'm pretty sure he was just trying to make up an excuse cause Hannah would never dump a babe like him.
"Well okay then, I guess." I replied. "Friday night. Pick me up at 8."
"Yup see ya."
He started walking to class. Maybe I should do the same thing before someone sees me. I start wiping my face so no one realizes that I was crying--like every morning. I start walking in the hall way all alone. Even though I do have a date to the dance, I still feel very useless. When I got to my class, I opened the door and ran to my desk.
"Ms. Graystone, why are you late to my class--again?" My science teacher, Mr. Henry asked.
"Umm--umm-umm-so--rr-y. I-I-I- umm--uhh." I started to talk but like always I was too scared to finish my sentence.
"Hey Monika, give it a rest. We wanna be outta school before world war 6." Maya said.
She is one of the annoying cheerleaders. The whole class started laughing while my face was getting as read as a ketchup bottle. How come every time I try an talk, I can never get a word out?
"Alright, alright, everyone give your attention to the listen." Mr. Henry said.
As soon as I went and sat in my seat, I got a note--from Maya. When she passed me the note, I was so scared to read it. I mean what could it be? I didn't know what to do to it. I opened it. It said...
YOU ARE READING
Is it too late now?
Short StoryBullying, bullying is all that ever happens to Monika. Can she overcome the bullying and follow her dreams or will she always be the one crying in the bathroom stalls?