He punched me in the side and I fell to the ground with a loud crash. I yelped and others who were watching laughed. The boy on the left kicked in the shin and legs. I was sure that was going to bruise. The boy on the left kicked me in the arm and shoulders while the

other boys attacked my back.

It was horible but I've gotten used to the pain. I've been attacked several times over the last week and lately it's been getting worse. I would usually just pass out from the exhaustion or faint. Either one works, I'd be unconscious to know what was happening, I'd rather not know what was happening to me.

After a couple more minutes of kicking the boys were starting to get tired and slowed their rhythm down. They sighed in exhaustion and backed away.

I slowly maneuvered out of my huddle and stretched my limbs. I scanned my body, nothing was broken but some parts were badly bruised. I tried to stand up but my leg was in bad shape. I fell straight back down and gasped in pain. I made a second attempt to stand up and succeeded. I straightened up my clothes and dusted my pants.

I limped towards my locker and shoved some books into it. I closed it and headed towards my next class. I was already used to the beatings everyday but sometimes I think it's a little much, don't they ever get bored of

hitting me?

I walked past the office to my class. I shuffled into the class and scurried to the back of the room. I grabbed the seat farthest away that didn't have another student in it. No one ever sat next to me, well except for my best friend, Louis. People believed that if they talked to me or interacted with me that they would get bullied too. Louis was an exception. Louis, my best friend, was the brother of my worst nightmare, the bully.

I barely went to Louis's house because I'd have to see his brother. But when I did go, Louis would make sure that I wasn't going to get hurt. Louis would beat up his brother for me. My hero. I snickerd slightly at my remark. The teacher walks in and begins class. Guess, no ones sitting next to me again.

Ms Benard began talking about chemical reactions and some other chemistry stuff that I didn't care about. Let's face it, who even likes school? I didn't.

I finished class and headed to my next class. I carefully avoided Aiden, the schools bully.

Unfortunatly, my next class was gym. I didn't hate gym, I just didn't like it. Aiden is in my gym class. So is Louis, so that made everything better. It kind of canceled out each other. I can't get bullied becuase Aidens brother was here.

I quickly ran into the changing room and slipped off my shirt and pants. I threw on a white teeshirt and some basketball shorts.

Today, we were running relay races. Running was fun because it was something that I was good at. I could block out the world for a couple of seconds and just focus on running.

The group of kids walked outside to the track that was around the corner. "Alright everybody! It's racing time!" My gym teacher yelled.

"Everybody look at the sheet of paper to find out who your partner is." The teacher pointed to a sheet on the bench. I quickly scanned the sheet to see who was my partner.

I was crossing my fingers hoping and begging that I wouldn't have Aiden has my partner. I guess my luck ran out because as I apporached my name, I saw that my partner was the one and only Aiden.