Evan's POV
It had been the same routine for years. Wake up, get dressed and head to school. Not so bad right? The problem lies in school. Let me explain, I am the 'loser' of the school, the one that is always picked on and my number one tormentor is none other than Tyler Miller aka Mr. Popular. He's been bullying me since 3rd grade and I don't know why, I haven't done anything to him. Anyway I'll let you get onto the story.
It was the usual day. I got ready, ate breakfast and headed to school. I listened so some music as I walked, trying to enjoy the day before it turned bad. About 20 minutes of walking I got to school and sighed, dreading today. I walk in, immediately being kicked in my back, making me cry out and fall. "Hey loser" a voice I knew all too well said. Tyler. I knew talking back made it worst so I stayed quiet and stayed on the ground, not wanting to get hurt more. "So damn pathetic" Tyler laughed and kicked my side before walking off. I got up once he was gone and went to my locker. Once I got there my eyes widened. The words 'gay fag' had been wrote on my locker. 'Can this day get any worst?' I opened my locker and got my needed books and headed to class.
My first class was English, my favorite subject. I sat in the very back and drew in my sketchbook since I was early. I like to draw alot when I'm bored but most of my drawings have been ripped up by Tyler or his followers. About 10 minutes later the teacher came in and started class. I listened the best I could, ignoring the words whispered to me. Fag, loser, bitch, pathetic, etc. None of this was new to me but that didn't mean it hurt any less. The teachers couldn't do anything about it since Tyler's mother was the mayor of town and he used it to his advantage. Class finished sooner than I thought and I got my stuff and left as fast as I could. I usually missed second period because of my bullies who beat me up, forcing me to go to the nurse and skip second period. I put my stuff up before feeling a hand on my shoulder "you know the drill loser" I shake slightly and nod. If I ran or objected it would only be worst. I follow the group to behind the school, keeping quiet. As soon as we get there the leaded of the group goes to punch me, making me close my eyes. "Hey assholes, that's my victim go get your own" a voice says.
I'm so sorry for the cliffhanger but it's fun to make people anxious for the next chapter. This is the first chapter of Fiancé to Mr. Popular. Thank you so much for reading and the next chapter will be out soon. Bye!