Thursday, 7 May 2009
09:40:21 AM (GMT)
3:30.That was the only time of day I didn't exactly like.And right now the
clock said 3:25, as I fidgeted in my seat,dreading what was going to occur today.It
was something new everyday.It had been everyday for the past years.
"Mr.Grove?Do you know the answer?" Mr.Adams raised an eyebrow at me.
Dammit. I was pretending to pay attention to Mr.Adams' dull teaching, and
I was caught."Answer to what?"
"Nevermind, Avery..." he rolled his eyes. "Anyone else know?"
Shane Patrick raised his bony hand,shaking it like a madman.Shane and I used to
get along...in elementary school.Now he was an annoying Know-It-All who was known for
stalking the cheerleading squad and doing homework on Friday nights.
"Yes,Shane?" Mr.Adams nodded towards him,throwing an annoyed look my way.
Then,the bell rang,and I bit my lip,thinking about what I was in for.As
everybody else gathered up their books and chatted to their friends,I slowly arose
from my seat and began putting my books in my bag.I was about to leave,when my name
"Avery?Can you stay behind for a couple of minutes?I want to talk to you,"
Mr.Adams motioned for me to approach his desk."Or do you have a bus to catch?"
"Nope.I walk home," I began to walk towards his desk.Perfect,I thought to
myself.Maybe I can get home safely today.But then again,if I didn't face them
that day,I'd have double the hurt the next day."But can you make it quick?I've got
something important going on today."
"Sure,Avery.Hey,I just wanted to ask you if there's anything you wanted to talk
about.I mean,I know you probably don't want to have a heart-to-heart with a
teacher,but I've been noticing that you haven't been paying much attention in any of
my classes lately.Especially in my afternoon classes.Is there anything going on that
I can help you with?"
Of course there were things going on.But I wasn't about to tell Mr.Adams any of
"Thanks for your concern,but everything's fine.Great,actually.There's no need to
be worried." I assured him,although I was kind of worried myself.
"Are you sure?Well...I'm always here if you need to talk." Mr.Adams gave me a
"Thanks.I appreciate it.Now,if you'll excuse me,I should get home." I really
wanted to get out of the classroom and get the crap I was in over with.
"One more thing."
"Please pay more attention in class.I know you're a smart kid,but if your marks
start to decrease,I'm gonna look like the bad guy." Mr.Adams grinned.
"Yeah,okay.No problem.See ya later." I grabbed my bookbag and pretty much ran
for it.What?Conversations with teachers,no matter how nice they're being,are not
As I walked down the steps and out the side door,I saw them walking towards me.I
crossed my fingers,in hoping that I wouldn't get killed,and pulled out my iPod.I put
my headphones around my neck as hardcore music blasted through them.I gulped and
waited for the worst.
"Hey,loser!" Cody Brenton and his friends approached me on the school parking
"What do you want?" I rolled my eyes at their oh-so-painful insult.I
mean,loser?!That might have hurt in grade two,but this was grade
nine.And I've been called a loser way too many times for it to do any damage.
It was after school,and I was getting ready to walk home.My house was sort of
far away,but there wasn't a bus that stopped around there.And with my lazy mother out
of work,she couldn't afford to take me back and forth to school.
"You know damn well what we want." Cody replied,grinning an evil grin.
"If you want my lunch money to stuff your fat face,I'm all out.You took my last
bit yesterday," I dug my hands into my pockets,searching for change I didn't have.
"Watch it,kid." Cody glared.
"Look.If you want to beat me up,can you hurry?I've got socks to pair," I looked
at my imaginary watch.
I probably shouldn't have been so sarcastic towards Cody,but the thing was,he
beat me up so much,I just didn't care anymore.I just waited until it was over so I
could go home and start dreading the next day.
"That's it," Cody slammed me into the school's brick wall,crushing my thin
body.It hurt ridiculously,but I held back my tears and waited for the pain to
"You're nothing but a stupid...little...emo...kid," he swung punches during
The punches hurt more than the words.Cody was right.I was a stupid little emo
kid.I had the look,of course.Black clothes,black hair in my face,more than one
piercing,even a little bit of makeup,to be honest.I enjoyed poetry,depressing
music,anime,and vampires.All of that freaky stuff.
I wasn't a freak,though.I was a decent young guy,just wanting to be loved.But
everyone overlooked that and focused on appearance.Because you know,people just love