I was used to it already
The writing on bathroom walls, the mocking smiles I received on a regular basis, plus the way the hall seem clear out whenever I was approaching.
Its pretty hard not to notice.
It has always been like this, ever since jerk face Seth decided to publicly disgrace me.
Of course, shit like this happens to everyone at one point in life. But when you keep seeing your tormentors everywhere, i mean everywhere, it gets frustrating... Like jump-off-a-cliff frustrating.
But I've learnt to deal with it the one way I can, silence. I don't talk to anybody, I don't talk to my teachers , hell I haven't even said a word since the incident.
And today, was just like any other torment filled day. I managed to avoid crossing paths with anybody through out today. And unfortunately for me, I had biology as my last period.
You can do this Ruth.
Quietly walking into the class, I went over to my spot- the last seat at the back of the class, silently counting down the minutes till I regain my freedom. But as usual, Mr.Flick had other ideas.
" Ms. Lawrence, please define population" he asked, with a knowing smile on his face as if daring me to answer.
And just for once, I decided to put him and the rest of this godforsaken school to shame, show them that their words didn't affect me as much as they'll like it to.
I opened my mouth, but nothing came out of it. I tried again, but still the same result. It was like I had already forgotten how to speak. The snickers and the whispering didnt go unnoticed by me, it was expected anyway.
Mr. Flick, with a victorious look on his ugly face, attempting to gain the attention of the class tried to ask another stupid question.
" Does anyone-"
Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr
Finally, not wasting anytime I grabbed my books and bolted out of the class. Feeling rather happy due to the fact that I had managed to avoid another S.E.T.H attack, I begun to walk slowly, trying to blend in. Until I tripped and fell into a square marked X.
It was expected.
It was a normal occurrence at Cayley's High. Every last period, a bunch of useless idiots would wired up the entire school trying to make a pathetic victim aka me, fall into their trap. At the end of the entertaining exercise, the tomentee gets showered with blessings.
By blessings,I mean anything deemed unworthy of consumption by the school.
To put it lightly, I am the school's experimenting buddy. Yay
Bracing myself for the downpour, I crossed my legs and put my hands over my head.... 5...4...3...2...1. Today's speciality was onion soup.No surprise there, I would have thrown mine away too. Did I also mention it was hot onion soup?
But sure enough, after about five minutes in which people laughed,cursed, spat and took pictures of me, I stood up and made my way out of the school.
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On reaching the house, I saw two red pencils placed on the mat. This practically means that my aunt isn't around.
I walked right into the kitchen, not minding the the stains I was leaving on the floor.
Glancing around, I found just what I was looking for- a post it
" Ruthie bear how was school? I know you must be feeling pretty hungry due to all that learning so I made your favourite- apple pie!!! Its in the rack!
P.S: do not touch till it cools down!
P.S.S: do not even think of taking a sneak bite!
P.S.S.S: there are some boxes that need to be moved to the attic. Became darling and help me out will ya?My aunt really knows me. She has to be the best aunt in the whole universe. Deciding to store the boxes before eating, I carried the boxes and dragged my smelly self to the attic. Pushing the door open, I made my way through skillfully avoiding cobwebs and various insects I couldn't recognise crawling round the place.
This place creeps the hell outta me. Quickly dropping the boxes in one corner, I started run-walking towards the door but something caught my eye. A medium sized box carefully wrapped with silk; not the kind of silk we use today, but the kind of silk probably produced when baby Jesus was playing with farm animals.
Just saying...
I was about to pull it open when I saw the 'Do not open' sticker attached. I followed my instinct....and did the complete opposite. I looked in and found.......
A lamp?????
Who uses this kind of thing anyway. What a waste of time, I thought but I couldn't ignore the feeling that came coursing through me. The pull. The attraction, it was pretty intense.
But there was something about it that caught my attention, it was made of pure gold so intricately designed that I found my self rubbing it...but nothing happened. Giving it a second try, I rubbed harder but nothing happened.
A third time, yet nothing happened. I stood up feeling rather angry and disappointed with myself. What was I expecting to happen anyway?
Suddenly, a mist appeared from the tip of the lamp coming out first in shades of red, purple and white. It continued to move in spirals and when it stopped, the most beautiful face appeared before me.
"For I am Jeff the great and powerful ghost, sent from the far and beyond to assist you pathetic human by granting you wishes before I take over the world! Muawhahah" I was enjoying the way words seem to flow out of his mouth until he started yapping about wishes and blah.
Totally lost me there.
"Okay, I think its best if I take a break from movies that involve the supernatural" I said to nobody in particular. I'm probably just seeing things, personally I blame it on Seth and his goons.
"Well, I'd love to stay and chat but I have other important things to do like um keep my sanity!" And with that I ran out of the room.
It must be the stench of the onions that lured the evil spirits. I quickly took of the possessed clothes, ready to dispose them and probably take a long shower.
After the much needed shower, I went ahead to finish up my already cold pie.
" Howdy, partner" a very masculine yet soft voice whispered in my ear. I turned around to face my so called partner only to realise that it was the evil spirit from the attic!
A very bangable evil spirit...and with that, I responded the way a normal girl would've.......
I fainted.
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It's pretty short- I'm aware. But it's only the first chapter so please give it a try! You see that weird button, the one with the uh star yes star shape? Do me a favor and click it, and I'll send you your own Jeff! Packaged and all!
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Ruthie's Ghost
Teen FictionIt's not everyday you see a ghost pop out of your attic. Ruth has enough problems on her plate but will the addition of a ghost cost her the remains of her sanity?