I was lined up outside the cafeteria today after lunch with the rest of my class, just standing there minding my own business. Then this girl named Britney came up to me and started screeching in my ear and talking about stupid shit I don’t care about. So I said,
“Britney will you shut-up? I don’t care.” maybe a little harsh but, whatever.
So she keeps talking and so I tap head head, just hardly tapped it, with my knuckles and told her I didn’t care. Then we had to go back to and she went away. Well, about an hour later my fucking nasty teacher called me out into the hall and told me that Britney had a bruise on her head. I was like,
“What the hell?!” So I said, “I didn’t hit her that hard.”
“Well I had some people who saw it write down what they saw.”
I was like, “Yeah her nasty little stuck up friends.” She’s one of those popular, self-centered kids that has like a little group of friends just like her.
So my teacher said, “If your attitude doesn’t improve your going to have detention.”
I was about ready to smack her fucking face in but restrained myself somehow. And when I saw her again, she was walking around and talking like she had a fucking broken neck!
She said that thing about my attitude because last week I hit Britney in the arm (not hard at all) after she had smacked me in the back to where I almost lost my breath and who got in trouble for it? Me! I was provoked, she wasn’t! God damn fucking teacher! She hits me (Britney) hard in the back just about everyday and do I go crying to the teacher? No, but she does when she gets tapped on the arm.
Also, on Monday, my bus was in an accident and I was late to school. In my classes (I have 2 (one sci. and math and the other lang. arts and social studies), we alternate each day)we have to switch books with our book partner everyday. Well, I took my books in to my partner and gave a “sorry I’m late but it’s not my fault look” and dropped her books onto the table, which, by the way, the books were only an inch away from the table. Note: My book partner and I have had some problems in the past that have recently been resolved and we’re friends now. So then, 5 minutes later, I get called into the hall by the same teacher, each of these times, and she tells me some people saw me give my partner a nasty look and slam her books down.
What the hell is going on?! Do both my classes hate me because I get better grades or for some other stupid reason?! Or is my life just a worthless string of shit?