I woke up the next day and the same cycle started again.

I pushed myself through a bunch of girls, grab my stuff and head off to my first class.

It's Tuesday now and unfortunately I have to see Melanie more than usual. I have her sitting behind me for three periods.

She's incredibly obnoxious; she kicks my chair, flicks pieces of paper at me, she even whispers things into my ear, things she knows makes me uncomfortable.

Melanie is the only one who knows I'm a lesbian and I've extremely surprised she's kept it a secret. I accidentally blurted it out to her one day in a effort to get her to go away and leave me alone.

I don't see her until my third period: history.

I quite like history but the teacher is appalling, she doesn't have control over any of us.

Melanie is already in her seat when I walk into the room. She smirks at me, already making me uncomfortable.

I smoothen my skirt and take my seat and the class begins, along with the torment.