Envious Love[Demi Lovato]

Chapter 5

Walking down the halls to your next class you remembered it was probably the worst class of them all.

Great.

Your conscience scrunched her nose as she sees the people inside the class as you walked past. No one but the most stupid, rude, unfriendly and pathetic people in there. Why where you put in this class? Because you where made to feel like you weren't suppose to be here?... Or because the bets of your intelligence being the same in this subject was highly around the same quality. But you could have sworn you worked harder then these Loosers.

Feeling your inner confidence fade you realise you had to go in ... Did you really wanna go in?

No.

Did you have too?

No.

You roll your eyes at your conscience ...

Yes... Yes you did.

Opening the door all eyes drift to you making you uncomfortable.

'Your late'

You roll your eyes

'I know'

Your hesitant but say something again ... 'Restroom'

Your words where restricted, not once would you be able to pull off a full sentence under this pressure. All eyes on you.

Your teacher nods as you walk towards the back to your desk and unfortunately trip feeling your foot get caught on the table leg .

Fuck.

Ouch. You suck in the pain in your leg and ignore it. You didn't want to make a bigger scene .

You look infront of you as you where on your knees as some of your things had left your bag. Great enterance y/n.

It was like a invitation for people to laugh at you.

And there it was ... The laughter spread saint the room as you heard whispers inbetween.

'Looser'

Yes it was definatly god testing you giving you the most clumsy personality. It didn't help that your knees where weak. From the nerves.

You mumble to yourself as your cheeks flush red ... Just pick everything up don't acknowledge anyone. Don't look. Dojt say anything just stand up. You tell yourself.

Still aware all eyes where on you you sit down eventually. Why did you let yoirself be late to this class?

You didn't care before ... You felt your confidence build the last lesson. But you should have known better.. Your mood swings where very unpredictable.. And now you couldn't even sit still in your chair as your heart beat was increasing by the second. Nice one y/n.

'What the fuck are you wearing'

Are you kidding me?

'Excuse me?' You let leave your mouth.

'What the fuck are you wearing' someone says from across the room.

Why where students ignored when they said things like this by most teachers.

You tried to ignore it but you still said something.

'Uhm what are you wearing? Slut.'

You feel your consciences eyes widen at what had left your mouth. Y/n stop.

Stop.

Don't.

You regretted it instantly knowing the lip you where going to get back would be twice as strong and more people would join.