Baby, we're just daydreamers (Markimash)

3~Retirment and Cheaters

~~Aaron's P.O.V~~

I woke up the next morning with the slight blood that was on my face stuck to the pillow. I gently pulled the pillow sheet away from my face and sat up in bed. I looked over to my alarm clock to see it was 5:30 in the morning. I sighed and started to stretch almost forgetting about my soreness.

I groaned as my bones popped and cracked making my muscles and body more sore than normal. I got up out of bed and walked out of my room and into the bathroom.

As soon as I looked in the mirror I gasped in suprise. The whole right side of my face was bruised purple and yellow and my eye was slightly swollen. I reached up and poked at certain areas of my face which didn't feel to good. I winced with each poke.

I lifted my shirt to see my body littered with more bruises. My chest, sides, stomach, everything was bruised. I kept poking more of the areas to see if any of it hurt as much as my face, and of course, it did.

I took off my clothes and turned on the shower waiting for the warm water to come through before I stepped inside and carefully washed. Once I got out, I grabbed a pair of dark jeans and my grey hoodie and got dressed. I shook my hair to get the extra water out, not caring how it would look later. I would get picked on anyway if I actually tried to look nice.

I quickly got my school stuff together, quickly finishing last nights homework before leaving the house.

Thankfully my parents were asleep so I didn't have to go through another confrontation. I walked to school at my normal everyday pace with the same thoughts in mind, not wanting to go through this again and again everyday.

I had gotten used to the bullying yes, but it always seemed to annoy me, and that's just what they all wanted. They all wanted some pissed off kid to try and fight back just so they can humiliate them in front of the whole school like animals.

I let out a deep breath before pushing my way through the school doors. I went to my locker quickly, avoiding every gaze that caught mine. I opened my locker and grabbed the necessary books for today.

I closed my locker letting out a sigh of relief that I hadn't seen Wade and his group at all today. I hope they aren't here, I don't feel like going through his bullshit.

Just as I had stepped away, the devil himself just had to stroll on by and slam me straight back against it. I turned around against the locker and looked at Wade in fear.

Please don't hit me, please don't hit me, please don't hit me, please don't hit me, please don't hi-

"We are having a test in calculus today and you are going to give me the answers." Wade demanded. I quickly nodded my head hoping he would just go away and luckily he did. He smirked as him and his little group strolled off laughing while the other students around us giggled.

I scoffed. How did he ever make it this far into school? He literally knows nothing and just copies his answers from other students. But I mean he has to know something or else he wouldn't have passed all those tests like the EOC's or the SAT's. Like how is he going to graduate, if he does?

I shook my head slightly to avoid more people staring at me and walked to my first class.

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"Psst!" I heard a faint whisper behind me. I rolled my eyes and kept scribbling answers on my paper.

"Psst, Aaron!" Wade whisper shouted at me and tapping my shoulder.

I turned around annoyed. "What." I said angrily.

Wade snickered. "What's the answer to number 67?" I rolled my eyes at him and turned back around as the teacher, Ms. Janie, came by. As soon as she walked back to her desk Wade pulled my back by my hood and pulled me back against the desk making me gasp for air slightly. The way he was pulling the edge of my hood against my neck hurt.

"I said, what is the answer to 67." He whispered angrily making the whole back of the class giggle.

I whispered the answer I had put down quickly. He let go with a smirk and quickly copied the answer along with the rest of the group in the back. I let out a breath and leaned back forward as she turned back around to see what all the laughing was about and shushed the class.

I quickly finished my test and turned it into Ms. Janie and sat down waiting for the bell. Wade and his group shot more insults my way before the bell rang. I bolted up from my seat and sprinted to my history class room. I walked in and was meet face to face with our pudgy bald teacher, Mr. Oliver.

"Hello Aaron, I hope you have your history homework done." He said with a smile an raised an eyebrow. I chuckled slightly and nodded.

"Yes sir I do." I said and walked further into the class room. I sat down in my usual spot at the back and took out my homework notebook. I looked up to the empty seat in front of me as all the students started filing in. I saw the friendly face of Mark and I was filled with guilt.

"M-Mark, I'm so sorry for yelling at you last night. I was angry a-and-"

"Hey don't worry about it. It's cool. You were sad, upset, hurt and most of all angry and you had to take it out on something." He smiled and grabbed my hand from on top of the desk. I smiled back before I felt a hand on my shoulder. I flinched away as instinct and turned to see who it was. Wade, who else.

"Hey, uh, Aaron." He said awkwardly. His group didn't have this same class as him so he was all alone.

"Hi." I said bitterly. "What do you want."

"Hey no reason to get hostile. I just wanted to ask you something." He said and looked around the class room. I looked too to see if all the student were here yet, but it was still during passing period so that would be a no.

"What is it?" I asked. He shrugged.

"I just wanted to ask what had happened to your face. I mean  I didn't do it and I didn't send anyone after you, so, I don't know, I was just curious." He sighed and sat down behind me.

I froze as he asked that. What do I say? I sure as hell can't tell him my dad did this.

"N-no one, just leave me alone please." I said through my teeth.

Wade scoffed. "Whatever, I still need to copy your notes though, fag." He sneered. I shook my head and passed back my notebook for him to copy as Mr. Oliver walked in.

"Class," he sighed. "I have an announcement to make." He said with a sad smile. The whole class groaned with what's spilling from their mouths.

"I'm retiring." He sighed. Some students heads shot up from laying on the desk as they smiled or let out breathy yes's. I frowned. I actually liked Mr. Oliver, he was my favorite teacher to be honest. Probably because I liked history.

"In fact I'm leaving right after school and your new teacher will be here tomorrow. He is young, very young like fresh out of college young." he explained. A few girls in the class ohh'd at this, probably thinking they could hook up with who ever this was.

"Apparently the school thought it would be nice to start having younger teachers work here thinking it might help the students more. I'd agree but I'm going to miss teaching here." He said sadly more to himself than the class considering everyone was talking, but I wasn't. I was going to miss him.

Suddenly a big smile formed on his face as he looked around the room. "So let's end this day with a bang and have some fun." He smiled and ran behind his desk to grab God knows what. Everyone groaned but I smiled slightly. I hope our new teacher would be as fun as Mr. Oliver.

~~I'm so excited for the next chapter guys!!!! -Deetley~~