Monday Afternoon

After lunch today all of the high school cliques had their typical Monday meetings on what they were going to do to people. There are the jocks who are the guys that pick on people the most and they all play football. There are the popular girls who are stuck-up and are bitches to everyone. The nerds that talk about the new digital computer that will send the world on it’s side, and the losers, which includes me that are picked on and are beat up by the jocks. On my way to Hairwoman’s class, Carter who was the quarterback and the star of the team and was going to Georgia on a scholarship attacked me. He took me in to the bathroom for a swirly. Carter always picks on me and I hate it but I guess when your 6ft 5 and can bench 500lbs you can have some room to talk. When I got to Hairwoman’s class 10 minutes late, she still hadn’t called my name for attendance because she takes 20 minutes because she doesn’t show her face. English is my favorite class because in my family my mom majored in college for English and is an English teacher and she helps me with my homework. Hairwoman’s class is so boring but the material is easy to understand. I am always the only person that stays awake because I want to go to college and I need to work hard. All of the other kids in the class fall asleep but the teacher doesn’t notice because she never looks up. When the bell rang for class to be over, I ran out so I could quickly change so the jocks wouldn’t mess with me. My basketball coach is a father figure to me because my father is abusive and I can look for help from coach. Today is the day that we prepared for the game because we did not have practice tomorrow because coach had to go to a conference.