Truth Or Dare

First Day Back

It's my first day of my senior year in highschool. Nothing in this school has changed. The white walls and brown floorboards The people haven't changed either. Still the hot, mean, idiotic, and sweet faces

"Tony" said a voice from the distance. I turn around and see nothing for a minute, when i see a familiar face walking towards me. "Tony it's me chris!" says the face. Its the face of my best friends the BEAUTIFUL face of my best friend. She could totally be a model. She is beautiful, but with the beauty comes the annoying part. She has a high pitched shrill voice. She in a way looks like Snow White but not nearly as graceful or kind. She is allergic to animals, can't sing, and would never live in the woods. If she could though she would live with seven men. She doesn't have the best personality and can be rude at specific moments, but you have to know that she means well. In a way I am the only one she really likes except for every other guy in the school. I'm just her shoulder to cry on, and basically her only 'girlfriend' as she calls me.

"Oh My Gosh! Its You!!" I say

Chris pulls me into a hug. It feels so good to have her back with me. Back in my arms. No one besides her hugs me like this.

"How is my little man" she asks. I glare at her

"Little man?" I ask "I'm not little anymore Chris! This isn't kindergarten where I was like 3 feet tall" I explain "Besides, we've been over this a thousand times to not call me that. Weren't you listening?"

She nods "Yeah sure" She laughs.

Just when I was about to slap her face the bell rings. I nod and wink telling her to meet me at lunch, she replies with a nod and winks and we walk away. She always says those things just before the bell rings. Saved by the bell I guess.

I start speeding down the hall, I can't be late on the first day. When----BLAM!!! My back slams against the lockers sending my stuff flying. I feel the bruise already starting to form. I whimper for a second and look up to see who pushed me The guy who pushed me walks away.

"HOMO!" he calls as he walks away. I bend down, but before I collect my stuff--

"I LEAST I'm NOT SUCH AN ASS!" I shout back. He stops walking and I start collecting my stuff, when fat feet step in front of me. I look up.

"What did you call me?" he growls

"A stuck up fat ass" I say with a smile "Oh and that I'm glad I'm not an ass like you" . He glares and I keep my smile. I grab the rest of my stuff and walk away like nothing happened. But I can feel the piercing eyes staring at me. I can feel the glare until I know i'm far enough for him not to see me. I don't need to get bullied on my first day back at school. Also I don't need people hurting me on my first day back. At least I had a summer to escape the teasing. Yes I am one of those kids. That nobody kid. That kid you just pass by in the hallway no matter what. Even if that kid is being bullied, the kid that no one stands in to help.