I go into my class and everyone stares.My first day of 9th grade,and this is how it turns out.I look like a
psycho in front of everyone.I feel so embarrassed.My face is really pale as I take weak steps to where my
seat will always be;at the back of the class.I secretly plug in my earpiece into my phone and listen to a
soothing calm down.I just wanted to home,boarding school was a mistake.I need to see a psychologist,or I
might commit suicide.I'm not ready to be independent.I'm just 14.I need to go back to day school.I can't
survive here.I won't survive here
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RING!
The end of school.Finally.I wait till almost everybody leaves the lockers.I walk to my locker to pick up the
textbooks I will be needing for today's prep.Jon is in front of my locker.Why?.Everybody has come and
gone and he is still here?.I try to push him away but he persists.I go to my right and he blocks me,I go to
my left and he blocks me.Why does he do this?.Finally when my perseverance runs out.I look into his eyes
and ask,"Why?".But he does not respond,instead he comes closer and my back comes in contact with my
locker.I use my textbooks to secure my chest.That's it.I push with all the strength I have and my textbooks
fall to the floor.He looks shocked but I'm angry.His yellow paper is in one of my textbooks but it's on the
floor now.I pick it up,show it to him, tear it to pieces and step on it ."From all I've heard,the rumors are
true.Indeed,you are player.You need some serious change,mister".It all came out of my mouth sternly.I
picked up all my books and left.Yes,I do eavesdrop on gossip.