Inside the mind of me

Chapter 5

Apparently I spoke too soon. My school is pretty cliche with its cliques. You have the populars, middles, and lowers. In the populars you have the pretty girls, the jocks, and the trouble makers. The middles are generally just there you have the normal people around school who don't get much attention and the social floaters (like the student council president). The middles also usually have the druggies and the skaters. The Lowers is consisted of the nerds and geeks. You know the people who get picked on or are told do do the jocks' homework. You also have a few liners who choose to stay away from the social hierarchy but are kinda in it anyway.  Then you have me. I am in a league all I'm my own. I guess I am considered the outcast among the outcasts. I am the one person I'm school who is an enemy to all.

Today I just so happened to catch the attention of the jocks. When I opened my locker I was met with a parade of water balloons filled with indescribable substances which some smelled strangely like pee.

From behind I heard the destructive laugh of Michael Harris, Larry Tompson, and Randy Clearwater. Each of them from their respective sport and their "unique" idea of bullying. This is the fourth time this month they have done this same prank on me and it is only the 15th. You would think between the three of them and the rest of the jocks that they would have had more brains to at least come up with something different. As I stood there waiting for the humiliation to end I soon heard the high pitched croak of Stacy Patrick's. The queen of the school and one of the pretties.

"Haha! This will never get old like when will you learn. Come on boys."

With that the three idiots walked away, making sure to slam me headfirst into the lockers. Soon after the crowd that had formed soon disappeared only leaving me in a puddle of whatever this is. I quickly slammed my locker and ran into the bathroom. I broke down as I began to clean myself off. Well it looks like I'm going to miss first period. Ughhhh!!!

As I finished up around 30 minutes later I started to leave the bathroom but came to a halt when I heard people outside.

"So wait hold up Ryder! Say this one more time"

" I have already explained 8 times Rich. Jesus how have you not gotten this through your head numbskull???"

"Well I am sorry. It's hard to believe that you almost hit someone on your way here. You said they were just standing in the middle of the road."

"That's what I've been saying."

"And they ran when you started talking to them???"

"Yes Tommy that's what happened"

"Haha it's hard to believe that you Ruder West almost hit someone haha!!"

That's when it hit me. The car that almost killed me one the way here was being driven by none other than

Ryder West