everyone around me always wonders why I'm enjoy been and outcast
"Lara you're going to be late for your first day!"my mum runs into my room and throws off my bed sheet.
"I don't want to go!"I moan and fall off my bed.
then she tempts me with a sausage"if you go I'll take you out for dinner" she says
"sometimes I question if I'll even make it through the year"I say getting up.
i push my mum out of my room get dressed and do my makeup. I run out the door, my mum chases me driveway and tells me goodbye, I speed off to school.
I burst into the class room and run to the very back, I'm surprised that the teacher didn't call me up on it, I guess they've just given up but I'm not complaining. After half an hour I start to get tired that was until i felt something tap my shoulder, I look over to meet eyes with one of the popular boys Mathew
"Pay attention"he looks me directly in the eyes
i roll my eyes and lay my head on my desk, he continues to poke me till I yell
"STOP FUCKING POKING ME!"
my teacher stares me down and comes over to my desk
"Look I don't know what your problem is, Ive been teaching you for ages and you've always caused a problem in my class, you are here to learn and you time after time prove to me that you can't do that. so you can expect to see me in the detention room at lunch miss" she tries to get me to look at her but I don't.
"If you're going to give me detention you may as well give it to Mathew as well" I point to him
"wha-wha-what? I didn't do anything!"He says slamming his fist into the desk
"well for those actions you will also be seeing me at lunch" she walks off. Mathew gives me a look and in exchange I give him the middle finger.
If I'm going to be honest I don't mind detention, I guess I'm use to it now, I spend almost every day in there for the most stupid reasons, like throwing paper around, the teacher told me I could've cut somebody and that was the reason for that detention, like who would get cut if they all have their heads stuck in the stupid books we're given.
I spend this period and the next one just fiddling around with things in my pencil case. In detention we're forced to watch this stupid film, I guess they think a stupid documentary will teach us discipline. Mathew continues with his annoying shit and continuously calling my name, mocking me and tapping his stupid pens together and poking me. I turn around and look him in his eyes.
"what do you want" I groan at him and he says
"have you ever considered getting a boyfriend?"he asks moving his seat closer to me.
"I am NOT dating you" i say hoping that he gets the impression that I'm not that person and if i were i would still never date him
"come on! I know a way we can pass time" he winks at me and reveals his massive grin.
"go away"i say
"come on! They can't punish us even more"he says practically begging
"yes they can, they'll give us even more detention, and before you know it we'll be remaking The Breakfast Club every single fucking week"i say finally giving up and moving seat.
i end up just secretly going on my phone and then ditched class and went home.
