《Speaking of Rainbows...(Boyxboy)》Let the fun begin...bitches!
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I made my way towards my locker taking everything I needed out. I sighed and closed the locker making my way passed people. "I hate school.." I thought as i made my way to my first hour. Math,Yeah!~Note sarcasm. "Who made math anyways? A no life idiot who wanted to make my life fucking complicated that's who!!" i angrily shouted in my head. I stood in the door way,and noticed the usual routine going on. Girls flirting with the jocks,which they will never have a chance with. Jocks acting interested in them when really they want them to shut the fuck up. Then the nerds doing last minute extra credit work.Lastly the freaks,which consist of only me. Standing awkwardly in the door way. No friends, no life. Forever alone! What a fucking great way to live. I sighed once more and made my way to the back of the class, watching the floor to make sure I'm not tripped. Sadly, walking without interruption never happens for me. I was so close too, but Mr.I'mSoBIgAndBad had to fuck it up! He grabbed my arm and tugged my sleeve so i'd fall, which I did. My books sprawled out onto the floor. I scrambled to gather them up.Everyone laughed, and I mean EVERYONE! The nerds,Girls,Jocks,the extras no one cared about. They laughed.
"What do you expect from then?Help? Don't make yourself laugh!" I let my self think as i gathered up my things and retreated to my desk.
The final bell rang loudly as the teacher made his way into class. The teacher smiled and began taking attendance.
"Jeff?"
"HERE!"
"Mary?"
"PRESENT!"
"Rain?"
I looked up and raised my hand indicating that I was Rain and was present. He scanned the room his eyes landing on me. He smiled, "You're Rain I presume?". The people around me began to snicker, thinking it amusing. I ignored them and shook my head yes. He then began resuming reading off the list. Until finally attendance was done. And the HELL of the class MATH began. I groaned in frustration not understanding why X=Y, if it was an X!!! I sighed, defeated by Math once again. "Math-1,Me-0." I thought to myself, a smile playing on my lips. Suddenly the bell rang ending the horrid math class! Everyone quickly gathered their things and hurried out of class. I waited as they all left and began to gather my things. I made my way out the room and into the hall way until...SMACK! I fell backward drooping all my stuff. I stood and looked up and saw no other then...Mr.I'mSoBIgAndBad and his little friends. He smirked evilly down upon me.
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"Well,hello little Fagot." he bellowed in my face. So closed I could smell his putrid breath.
I said nothing to him acting as if he was not present.
"I said 'HELLO' !" He yelled pushing me harshly back onto the floor, "When someone says 'hello' you answer!", with that said he began to kick me viciously in the ribs.I cried out in pain and made myself as small as I could protecting my face from the blows.
He's friends snicker.
"If you ask me to stop I will lil' Fag!", he grabbed me by the hair and pulled me harshly to my feet. I began to whimper in pain, begging silently in my head for someone-anyone to find and help me.
"Looks like the lil' fag wants more!", one of his friends laughed,as he knelt down to my level griping my chin tightly-looking me straight in the eyes.
I watched in utter horror as he grabbed a pocket knife from his pocket. I struggled trying to break the grip they had on me, but I was to weak.
He laughed," Aww, are you scared?"
I shook my head tears and bloody running down my face. He lead closely to my ear and whispered "Good..."
Before my mind could register anything I felt the first cut. Right below my left eye directly across my cheek. I cried, but he didn't stop. Cut after Cut. Till I was bloody and exhausted. He and his friends then dragged me to the locker rooms, leaving me alone.
"Wash off faggot," he hissed, "And don't you even consider telling anyone what happened or who done it. Or else..." he and his freindsthen proceded in leaving snickering all the way out untill the door closed with a thud. I waited, and began to wash all th blood of.
I sighed "Im pathetic".
I quickly gathered my belongings and made my way to class, praying I'd last the rest of the day.
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