From Nerd-Rebel

I was told become someone, told to be someone to make people proud. Who I was, only made some people proud. Who I was, wasn’t me, it was someone else. Let me explain.
“Move off nerd”
“Go to your own planet geek”
“You don’t belong here yah freak”
These were a fraction of the words I heard. My regular schedule was…
1. Go to school
2. Be pushed, shoved
3. Enter class
4. Be scared
5. Be pushed and shoved again
6. Exit School
7. Cry in your room

Even though these things happened, I still had other people there, people who loved and cared for me, but it didn’t help. I was constantly bullied for being someone I wasn’t. I wished I could change but what would that do, nothing, simply nothing.
A couple of months later, I traveled to the Philippines. I visited my cousin Betchai and her son Mateo. I loved them to death and they loved me back. Teo was simply adorable. I couldn’t believe how happy Be and her son were after what had happened to them. What happened to them? A stupid bastard that got Be pregnant got away the day Teo was born. I wished he would burn in hell. Anyway, because of her fighting and how she worked hard for child’s wellbeing inspired me to show my colors.
One day, I went to the barber and cut my hair. Not trim, I cut my long hair all the way to my earlobes. I had on shaved side (with hair of course) and one bobbed-liked side on my head. It was a different hair-cut but I liked it. Weird yet, stylish. I slowly started to change. I changed my attitude, my style, and my wardrobe until it became me.
It took about a 3 months from nerd to rebel. I am still the same nice kid from middle school but with a little bit of rebelliousness.