Watching the gooey slimy things slowly,dripping down my books , I hardly suppressed a groan . I couldn't believe it , fine , I can but it was starting of our final year. You might think that after tormenting me for continuous two years these people would finally get bored, find a new target and move on.While I wasn't supportive of bullying , I didn't want to be alone in this shit .The black sheep in the hoarde of white ones . Suppressing the shudder that was running through my body with the prospect of taking my book outta that lube covered locker , I simply thrust in my hand and ughh...Just disgusting .Thankfully; with my last fiasco of finding my locker in used condom ,atleast I learned my lesson to cover my books with something before leaving my school . You can never be sure of what people were goinf to slip in your locker when you are on their hit list you know .I squashed my urge to puke that was building

Once Mr .Hussain is done with his lecture , I didn't even wait for him to end the class .Grabbing my backpack ;shoving everything in just a single go .I make my way out of the class, no , let me corect myself I don't make my way , I run clearly afraid of the infamous QB to set his eyes on me once again .Twice was enough , I tell my heart .With just these two encounters with Jacob Knight , I feel as if I have just stepped out of a freaking whirlpool ;my emotions were a mess , my pride was humiliated and I was feeling real low and God forbid , I never felt this low never in my life not since my father abandoned us in that small town without once looking back .I trudged my way to the parking lot , I knew that if I leave now I will be missing on half of my classes and I wasn't someone who cut their classes but I believed I deserved to cut some slack after being groped and touched against mywill , Jacob Knight never intended to go over the f

Nothing could have been daunting then me standing in front of my locker watching a huge ass poster sticking to it , it wasn't a poster ofcourse ; it was a photo taken from a rather misleading angle .People were crowding around me ; laughing ; giggling and not giving a fuck about the truth and why will they ? People don't care about what the truth is , they only care about what they believe it to be." Hey ; teacher's whore !" someone , maybe a Knight ass licker calls out to me but I ignore him ; instead I rip off the poster sticking on my locker ; crumpling and throwing it in dustbin .More laughter .My agony fuels their laughter ;I knew that much but never did I thought that they will go so low one-day .Maybe I should have known , people like Knight have no such thing as sense of propriety. I turn around wanting to find Jacob and give him another taste of my slap but before I could someone grab my hand and pull m

I'm feeling stronger than ever ; ever since everything started . I don't know how , I got through my high school without Ron, I love Selina and yes I will take a bullet for her if possible but Ron was different , with Ron there was much more laughter and a lot more fun .If my mother knew the company I was keeping she would have screamed ; yelled and bellowed at me , about how she expected better from me and my company , especially when Ron was always high on his shit.Selina too disapproved of him at beginning but with time she slowly opened up and accepted this new addition in our already really small friend circle .Today, I was feeling a little more proud of myself , I knew that Jacob Knight had knocked me down but I didn't stay there for long , I picked myself and walked away but what I didn't know that today was the day my doom begins ." What's going on? " I asked to no one in particular. After finishing my h

In the morning I woke up refreshed, my heart a bit at ease .   Even though I kept recalling yesterday for the entire night and finally came to conclusion of ' Let's just forget whatever happened ' because I had no other choice , not against who shall not be called by his anymore .   After a very serious pep talk with myself , I decided that no one - including ,-The one will break me .     My father abandoning us didn't and neither will Jacob . I had enough and I wasn't going to play along with him not now , not ever .     I drove to my school , nerves jangling but still stride inside the school with my head held high .   The cat calls of ' Bella the Waddington ' starts but I ignore them , they were no