I sighed and walked In the room, the big bleachers rising high above the ground.
I hated how high it was. I looked back and used my fake smile to greet my best friend once more. "NIce to see you!" I said, with a sparkly flair, unknown to be faked.
At gym, I get hit in this game that's supposed to be "fun" too many times. Guess I'm just bad at dodging or...they were all aiming for me. I don't know. Maybe they all hate me...
Gym continued, and I just sat at the bleachers while my best friend dodged ball after ball with such grace that it was impressive. I spaced out again, wondering what it would be like if I had a different family. A happier mom, a richer family, a dad who was around more, a brother who didn't have to witness all of that madness. Damn that would be a better life. But then I wouldn't be able to protect my brother as I wouldn't know him. Never mind, this is the only family id ever want.
I sighed, and my thoughts wandered elsewhere. What if I had talent? I'd do everything right. or at least something right. Better than being useless like I definitely am. Scared of fire, water, every little thing. My best friend has always had to protect me from every little thing since childhood. I may be grateful, but it's getting embarrassing.
When I was younger, I'd always fall over, and she'd always pick me up when I fell. She'd take me to the nurse office, and help the nurse bandage me up.
Also when I was younger I would always faint from the sight of a dead animal. Like a rat caught in a mouse trap or something. I shudder at the thought of it, and groan In pain as I get hit by another dodgeball. Good thing that was my stomach. If could have hurt far worse if it wasn't.
I wish I knew some kinda cool skill. That would be awesome. If I could dodge in dodgeball that would at least keep me from getting hit so much. Short term happiness though. Long term happiness would be if I could fight. As I could fight those bullies. I sigh and my stomach grumbles. I should have eaten breakfast, I thought to myself.
I thought about food. It would be great to have an avacdo toast right now. I wonder if the teachers lounge has food. Eh nevermind. I can't go there.
I continue to watch my best friend being unknowingly flirting with. So I care? No. Why not? It's kinda weird I've never developed a crush on anyone.
What does a crush feel like? What does love feel like? I want to know because maybe then id feel complete or at least safe.
I hate my thoughts, they're always so depressing. Well next class is in 15 minutes. Damn. I want this class to be over already so I can eat. But I have one class left that's after this before lunch.
Teenagers just make no sense to me. And you may be saying. Your a teenager too Bryan. I know I am, but so many teenagers are always being rude to eachother and it makes no sense to me. So many teenagers are talented or work harder then me. Im not like anyone I know really.
So many teenagers are well liked or have more then one freind.
I'm so weird really.
I don't like myself and no one else likes me too.
I get hit by another dodgeball right where my funny bone is. I screach in pain and several people laugh.
Im not popular but I'm sure imfamus by everyone who knew me in middle school.
What did I do wrong?
I didn't do anything.
Why does it always turn out like this then?
I shake me head and decide to read .t book. Then realizing I need to relieve myself I go to the bathroom then come back to a fight in the middle of the gym.
Great. Just great I think. I wish I had popcorn and a phone to record this cool fight.
Blow after blow to each guy. It was pretty impressive how long the fight lasted before they got torn apart by two of the school staff.
We all got escorted out temporarily to another classroom. And I just read a book the rest the time of gym.
A book about a two girls who where complete opposites. A book called school of good and evil. Good book.. more people school read it, I think to myself and chuckle.
No one noticed my small temporary smile as I found a vast world of magic inside the pages. Far away from. Wherever anyone could hurt me.
I continued to read. My expressions changing like clockwork at every similar scene to my life. A small town. One perfect girl. One despised one. A lot like me and my best friend, I thought.
After the bell had rang I went to my next class, thinking to myself. I wish life had more meaning outside the pages of a good book.
I'm so...
Frustrated
How everything has turned out.