HIGH SCHOOL 15 part 2
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At lunch time I met up with my friends at our table. sometimes if there's no room we just sit on a random bench or the ground. Once I was done eating I usually popped my headphones in and blasted music in my ears while speed walking around the school. I couldn't be bothered to talk to people. I would circle around back to my friend every so often and they would just give me whatever food they didn't eat. Which was great because I never really packed a lunch out school had a lunch room for people who forgot or didn't have lunches available to them. we just signed our names and got food. it wasn't always the best food but hey it was free who am I to argue. They encouraged us to eat there. it was all funded through the government anyways. the only downside was it wasn't open on Fridays. it's usually a small sandwich with a slice of cheese and meat and a fruit. or you can heat up a pogo in the microwave.
When lunch block is finished, I would resume my recluse activities in class and watch as the clock went by.
Sometimes if I came across my brother and his friends in the hallway and they would call me things like Asian, Chinese and that the fed ex truck brought me. My only hunch was that it was cause I needed glasses and would squint to see sometimes. it was something my brother started to say and they all thought it was funny. I never understood it cause we looked the same. have the same features. just my eyes were hazel and his were brown. He had curly curls and my hair was just slightly wavy. I never understood the concept of making fun of the way someone looks. It's never something I've done.
Allen's friend Kc was always one who called me names. He was really into training for long distance running. You wouldn't be able to tell by his dark and baggy clothing. His hair long jet black that with the skater style. damn, too bad he's an asshole. he always called me Asian. no matter what. He always said it with a light hearted laughing tone behind his voice. I never understood. I just saw red. it mad me so angry I wanted to die.
As classes came to an end around 230 in the afternoon. I would walk home. Lulu a friend of mine would walk up the hill till we parted ways before I crossed the street.
I would get pushed and shoved if I came across my brother so I usually took my time to avoid that. Once I got home I was to take our family dog out for a walk. Emmerald was a Sheppard and super friendly but if she saw a squirrel you better hold on for dear life. We just called her Emma for short because it was easier.
I usually took her out for a long walk upwards of an hour on the warmer days. although I know she could handle the colder weather I could not at 5 ft and barely 100lbs I didn't last long in cold weather and other times I had to work shortly after school.
Dinner at home was usually basic stuff like pasta, soups, and easy to make stuff. noir was always on my lap as we ate our dinner. We didn't order out much. just the odd weekend old man was out of town. it was always Chinese food. and I don't even eat Chinese I usually just made toast.
Now that I survived school, home and or work it was bed time. I know when it's bed time cause Noir my cat would come up to me and nudge me. she was the best cat. I wouldn't be alive without her. I taught her to hide from Allen.
Ever since that one incident.
*A FEW YEARS PRIOR*
"ALLEN! PUT NOIR DOWN" I scream demanding he release my beautiful tabby girl she was a thin cat. She was mine and Allen despised that.
"You named the cat black in French. you're so stupid. Here catch before I throw her off down the stairs!"
I tried to catch her to prevent her from getting injured but she accidentally scratched the cartilage area of my left ear. It's gushing blood I never let go of Noir as I run to the bathroom pushing Allen out of the way.
"You'll regret pushing me" I hear him holler but I ignore him.
I lock the door behind me and put the cat in the linen closet under some towels. to hide her in case he comes in. I grab a clean cleaning rag and soak it in water and press onto my wound. I suddenly see a butcher knife sliding under the gap under the bathroom door and take a step back. I grabbed some stuff to McGyver the door so it won't open and lock myself in there it's only 330 and I was home alone till about 450 pm. I hid with Noir in the bathroom until I heard the dog barking at old man's car locking I slowly crept out. Allen is standing in the doorway of his room and he says I'll kill Noir before I kill you. I understood. Noir was the only family I had. I could never lose her.
I attempted to tell mom once and she played it off like boys will be boys. I was about 12 at that incident.
I shiver at the memory I made it through another day. I always tried to have a concert planned or an event to go to so I would have something to look forward too. my thought process was simple: make it through school. make it through home or work. sleep. protect Noir. Repeat. and that's how it basically went.
there were a few more incidents that occurred like getting locked in the basement before school. Getting chased with knives again. I honestly didn't know what I did to deserve it I just did my best to survive.
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