BRUISED. 1
A Tuesday morning.
The alarm blaring.
Taylor opens her eyes " oh no!" covers her face with a pillow and screams loud, her dad rushes to the room and funds her trying to strangle herself with a pillow.
He struggled the pillow with her and held her still to her bed; pissed and with a panicking voice he questions his daughter "what the hell are you trying to do to yourself?" in fear he cried "uuhn, why do you keep doing this, Taylor?" he breaks down as he sees the traces of dried tears on her cheek.
Taylor sat sobbing "I don't wanna go to school, nobody wants me there?"
"stop saying that!" Mr.Wintler shuns "people wants you but you don't see that." Taylor argued "I'm not blind dad, (Taylor breaks down) all the kids laugh at me." Mr Wintler embraced her in his warmth making her calm.
Mr.Wintler own a grocery store a street away from his home, he was married to Susan; Taylor's mother whom died at child's birth.
Taylor a white, blonde hair girl suffers from low self esteem amidst her peers, she's happy living with her dad whom loves her exceedingly.
she's been bullied and treated badly by a group of girls; known for their arrogance.
"you'll be absent from school just for today, alright?" Mr Wintler trying to cheer her up.....Taylor smiles "A day isn't enough, dad; I need a year to recover from yesterday's experience." tears began to swell from her eyes yet again.
Mr.Wintler tries to cheer her to her feet again "you'll follow me to the store?"
"yes!, I will, let me freshen up." she is excited.
"can I trust you to take care of yourself?"
"yes, you can; go...." she assures him, he stands to leave but couldn't get his eyes off her he walks backward.....the door closes.
The excitements fades; she sits staring at the green painted door.
she rises and walked to the restroom.
She walks down the wooden stairs, dressed in a big yellow kitten drawn shirt and a big blue disco jean, giving her dad a laughter; Mr Wintler had waited for his daughter's presence so they could have breakfast together.
"you keep dressing like a 1908 grandpa." Mr Wintler joked.
"it's what I'm comfortable with dad, please stop." she pleaded as she walks off the stair case.
"I'm sorry honey... you look good in everything, every cloth, every style, you look beautiful." he complimented to make her feel better and it worked Taylor uses her hands to hide her red cheek as she keeps blushing.
They had breakfast; walks out of the house and Mr.Wintler locks the door.
In a middle class neighborhood outside Mr Wintler's yard is an old abandoned car.
Taylor a sixteen(16) year old, the daughter of Mr Wintler, she is so fond of her dad and enjoys helping out in the store.
Taylor and her dad stroll the streets heading to the store, she sighted Williams, the coolest kid at school.
Williams and his friends sat around a circular table with coffee cups, chatting with each other in an open air restaurant.
she quickly waves at him to get his attention; williams friend got sight of her and tapped Williams "hey the Kitty's waving at you." Williams looked at Taylor as she keeps waving, Williams stared at her in disgust and laughs with his friends.
Across the road, Taylor's dad picked her and moved her out of sight.
they were seated persons at the open restaurant whom had watched Taylor wave at Williams and some began to gossip to themselves.
one of the Witnesses is Cassandra. the newest student of ORLAND HIGH SCHOOL, stood and walked away pained by the attitude of the boys.
"I told you dad(Taylor stared her father in the face) nobody wants me at school."
"no, that boy was never worth your attention, you need to learn how to realise the people whom truly wants you in their lives." her dad defended
"but I like him dad" she sobbed on their way to Mr Wintler grocery store.
"you are so innocent just like your mother (Taylor smiled) she wanted to be everyones friend..." Taylor cuts in "I wish she were here."
"we are here!" Mr Wintler announces; they arrived at a little store with a old sign board above the roof announcing 'MR & MRS GROCERY STORE' to every passerby.
"Mr & Mrs grocery store (Taylor laughs) "
"what you laughing at?" Mr Wintler questions as he tries to unlock his store "you really need to change the sign board" as she kept murmuring the name on the sign board and laughing at it.
Taylor and her dad works in the store and declares it open with a paper sign, they clean up the store; a visitor walks in "Arnold could I get (five)5 toilet rolls?" a very good friend of Mr Wintler;
Augustine a tall, bald African American man, whom lives some blocks away; visits Mr Wintler a lot to chat with him.
"Alison's daughter cane around"
Augustine tells Mr Wintler whom packaged his ordered goods "why did you call her that?" he continues "she's also your daughter " he reminds Augustine.
"that girl looks nothing like me, she's all over her mother (the men laugh, Taylor sat the counter's chair listening to the men discuss as she chuckles)I tell you, she's Alison's signature; she got back yesterday and was all 'bout complaining; she got home after visiting Mark's coffee shop and told me (trying to demonstrate)'some people don't know when they are wanted, then I asked her what happened (Augustine still trying to demonstrate the actions of his daughter) a girl waved at a stupid looking imbecile who snubbed her, I was all bitter".... he added mimicking his daughter "daughters!"
Augustine notices Taylor whom sat laughing at his jokes "Taylor, you missing school?"
she rises and reply "kinda....just for today."
"Arnold you've got a wonderful daughter" picked up his goods wishing 'em a good day.
Mr Wintler laughed at his jokes also bade him good bye.
Mr Wintler in his late forties (40s) says "can't wait to meet his daughter I'm sure you'll like her" tells Taylor whom retorted "I like everyone but they can't say same about me."
"you realise Augustine just talked about his daughter's reaction after she watched you get snubbed." he clarifies her.
"what no way!"
he nodes "yes.....you got shoved by a boy at Mark's coffee shop"
"yea.....oh my god, people saw that?" shocked.
A customer walks in disrupting their conversation.
the previous day,
on a Monday, at school:
Taylor opens her locker and found mocking notes; signed by molly.
molly a fat classy bully whom made sure Taylor was uncomfortable in the school.
Taylor walks in the classroom and was thrown a squeezed note, she picked it up, unwrapped it and found her image roughly drawn.
Molly and her friends made scornful remarks about her outfit.
molly angrily got up when Taylor threw the note at her "you psycho" she attacked in an aggressive voice, Taylor stood close to the wall, shaking in fear as the rest of the students laughs; her eyes fixed to the ground molly walked back to her seats receiving praises from her mates.
Molly is a fat, mean student of ORLAND HIGH SCHOOL.
She has a short dark hair, chubby ted cheeks uses mascara which makes her look beautifully vicious; she is spiteful and the leader of the group of bullies!
while Taylor took staggering steps to her seat.
she was laugher at and ridiculed as she tried stopping the swelling tears in her eyes from flowing down her cheek.
She had suffered bully in her previous school, spoke to her dad about it and he visited the school's managements the bully didn't end so he had to change her school for the hope of betterment.
Here she met Molly, Carol, and Melissa; the school biggest bullies; felt the world were at their feet.
Taylor wouldn't tell her dad because she didn't want to feel like a bother to him; but Mr Wintler could always tell she wasn't happy, he tried to help boost her confidence but it wouldn't work.
she was too innocent....
She wakes in the morning during weekdays to scream out her hurt, she hated the manner in which she was treated but felt powerless over her bullies.
WEDNESDAY
AT SCHOOL:
Her tote bag was collected and the books fell on her head to the ground at the school's passage.
Cassandra walked pass the scene, noding in disagreement to their acts but wouldn't want to be involved.
" why you noding and staring; you got a problem with what I do? " Molly challenged Cassandra pulling her by her hand bag.
Cassandra threw a spit at Molly's feet "you disgust me!"
"what! you must be new here, newbie." Melissa stated.
Cassandra retorted "so you a oldie, and you feeling special 'bout it? man I'm disappointed in your insanity." snapping her fingers stylishly.
"we talk after school!" Molly demanded.
The meanies walked away, Taylor stunned at Cassandra's boldness.
Taylor watched Cassandra walk off then realised her books still laying on the passage floor; she picked them up and ran to class hitting some students along the way.
IN THE CLASSROOM;
Taylor was an artist, she was good at drawings; she tried drawing Mr Augustine but kept erasing, carol whom sat close to Taylor took out her chewed gum had her arms stretched then placed it in Taylor's drawing book.
Ms Boston walks in with a new student.
"hello class, this is Cassandra Philips, your new classmate." ms Boston introduced Cassandra to the others.
Molly drooped her fat legs from her desk; staring at Cassandra with an evil smirk on her face.
Cassandra gazed at molly intensely then looked away while ms.Boston asked Cassandra to brief the students a little about herself.
Cassandra spoke " I don't do dirty..." her speech interrupted by whom snapped at her "nobody cares about you, b***h!" ms. Boston instructed Molly o take a walk out of the classroom along side herself; to be cautioned.
Cassandra picked an empty seat behind Molly's, Melissa warned "you'll be tamed soon."
"and whose gonna tame you?" Cassandra attacked, a male teacher walked in to the classroom.
Taylor whom sat at the front roll had torn the sheet which was messed by Carol.
classes were dismissed for the day.
Cassandra grabbed her bag and stood to leave, she saw the dirt moved to know its content she did pick it up, then she saw the drawing of her dad; curiosity stroked her.