Remember Me.

One more story about bullying. Hope you enjoy.
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6. Language Arts.

I head to my locker and carelessly open it. Towards the end of every day, I'm in a bad mood from everyone's crap. I try to push it to the back of my mind, but when I look up, Jeremy and his friends are standing there. I try to stay calm and keep them from noticing me, but Andrew turned around instantly. He smiled and walked over to me. 

"So, leaving your locker open today," he starts, "wasn't such a great idea. How'd you like your notes?"

"Back off," I reply. "And I hated them." He laughs.

"Well maybe if you weren't so ugly or mean people would like you," he says. I slam my locker door closed.

"You know why I look so ugly? My make up is ruined by the end of first block every day because I have to wipe the mascara off my face. Why is it on my face? Because I've been crying. You know why I'm so 'mean'? No one's nice to me and I have to stick up for myself. I did nothing to you. Remember that," I say. Clearly he feels defeated. He can't handle that feeling though.

"Look, you're ugly. Not because your make up smeared. You're just ugly. Your hair looks like you spent a total of 2 minutes on it." Little did he know, it took me 45 minutes to get it done the way I liked it. "Your eyes are the ugliest shade of blue there is. Your make up is caked on every day." There's girls who wear more make up on their chin than I wear on my whole face. "I'm glad you cry everyday. Drop dead, bitch." With that he walks off, feeling confident that he won. Jeremy looks back, a concerned look flickered on his face and vanished as quickly as it appeared. I go back to the deflated feeling of never being good enough. I walk to class one more time, dreading what will happen.

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