A Glimpse Into The Past #4

A Glimpse Into The Past

When it was time for sport I refused to put on their stupid braid and went on Danni's side. Unfortunatly, it was also Ryan's side. We never got along. Well, sometimes. We were up and down, but he mostly pissed me off.

I was joking around and said, "Hey, wonna fight? Huh?" Acting like I was tough, but he took it to far. I guess he thought I was bitching at him.

"You're to ugly to fight." He replyed pushing me in the chest. I didn't budge, but when I pushed him back he went flying.

He got up and pulled my hair and bit me, like the little girl he was.

I punched him in the face, and then in the stomach. Of course he went down. Some kids came and pulled me off so the teachers could get to Ryan, who was on the ground crying.

He was like 13, not 5, I never figured out why a few punches made him cry.

As usual, for the rest of the day I sat in the wellfair office listening to teachers threatening to call the cops. As soon as they finished talking I asked to go to the bathroom, of course they followed me. I sat in there smoking a cigarette untill a teacher knocked on the door. I took a long drag and chucked the smoke in the toilet bowl.

As I walked out I waved my hand over my face, "It smells like smoke in there." I exclaimed.

"Yeah, it sure does." The teacher answered flatley, obviously knowing I was smoking.

My mum came screetching down the halls, that's the only way I can explain it. She had the most annoying high pitched voice you could think off, like a little girl squeeling. In extremley rare times when she wasn't stressed out she had a normal tone, which for some reason still pissed me off. Everything pissed me off really.

*Alright, I think I should cut the story short here. Trust me... All I can say about this scene in my life is that I was being harrast at that school and moved to another one. After 2 weeks they kicked me out and I moved back to the school I was being harrast at*

A few hundred fights later:

As I started to seep into my 'emo faze' I started wearing band shirts. I'd already seen womans tits on bags at the school before, how bad could a picture of Marilyn Manson sitting on a toilet be?

For the record, you couldn't see anything, not even the side of his ass, NOTHING!

"That shirt's inapropriate"

"Fuck off"

I kept walking, and walking, and walking...

"Stop stalking me!" I yelled as I was near my class.

"Yeah you wish someone was stalking you."

"Yeah, I love my creepy pedos." I said in a sarcastic tone, but I'll admit, it struck a nerve. "I don't know what wild fantaseys YOU'VE got, but I'd prefer if you kept me out of them." I yelled turning around to face her.

"No one wants to stalk a loner."

My first thought was, 'Loner? Only nerds say that..' And my second though was 'NERD! HIT HER!'

*I don't hate nerds, but there's the annoying nerd, and the cute nerd. She was an annoying nerd*

Right infront of two classes, I back handed her across the face leaving an instant red mark.

Her eyes watered but she sucked it up and followed me out the door when I took off. A few seconds later another teacher took her place and was now following me while Miss. Stucky was taken off to her office like she was seriously injured and would die in a matter of seconds if she didn't get what she wanted.

*Blank* That's all I can really say, everything is completley black, I can't remember anything.

A few weeks later I'm at the school with police and Miss. Stucky. She had the choice to send me to comunity service or let me off with a slap on the wrist. Thank fucking god she let me off.

They expelled me from the school and let me be.