Ch.2 mr. bully

I enter class and everyone is surrounded by a boy in class. I walk over and everyone starts pointing and laughing. I look over a girls shoulder. The boy has a book in his hand. MY DIARY! I rush over to him and try to grab it. He punches me in the face and says "Ew! Get away from me faggot!". Everyone laughs louder. "Give me it back!" I say loudly so he could hear me. "No, I'm reading it" I growl under my breath. I can't do anything ,he's stronger than me. I can't do anything. The pointing. Laughing. Glares. Stares. I can't take it. It's so loud. "FUCK OFF" I yell so loud it shook the room a bit. I storm out of the room in fury. I run to the bathroom and check all the stalls. I sigh, thank god no ones in here. I splash water in my face. I look at the mirror. I feel the anger boil up again. I just can't take it anymore! I punch the mirror with all my anger. It shatters completely. I look at my hand and it has glass stuck in it. I sigh and walk out of the bathroom. As I walk towards the nurses office I see a paper on a locker. It's a picture of my diary! Underneath it says Jays a faggot. I sigh and tear it down. I look up and there all down the hall. As I walk I tear more and more down. I finally reach the nurses office! I look at my Hand and it's swollen and has dried blood all over it. I look behind me and see that my hand was dripping blood the entire time. It looks like a murder just happened. Mostly because I was walking slow so it looked like a line of blood. I shake my head and head into the nurses office. "Hi, what can I do for you" says the nurse. "I need my hand fixed up" she looks at my hand and her mouth drops. "What happened sweetie!"

"Nothing just and accident". She gets up and grabs the first aid. She walks over to me and grabs the alcohol and cloth. She dabs alcohol on the cloth and presses the cloth on my cut. "Oh! Honey why didn't you tell me there's glass in ur hand!" She shakes her head irritatedly. She picks up tweezers and plucks out the glass. "OW!" I yell as I wince. She takes the cloth again and cleans the cuts. "So u gonna keep telling me it's an accident or tell me what happened" she says as she wraps my hand. I sigh heavily "a kid found my diary and read it to the whole class and put pictures of it in lockers"

"Oh that's not that bad"

"I wrote about my feelings in there"

"So what, they found out that you cry?"

"No, they found out that I'm gay"

She looks at me shocked. "Oh honey, there's nothing wrong with that" she says as she hugs me. "It is to them" i say quietly. "Well fuck them! They're assholes, don't listen to them!"

"Ok" I say as I walk out the door. I'm walking down the hallway singing my favorite song (love lies) when I hear kids laughing in class. Still reading my diary. I continue the song and turn around. I go outside and sit on a bench. I pull out my sketchbook and continue to sketch my picture. "Nice voice"

"YOU!" I say.