First day back and I am NOT looking forward to it. I go to a state secondary school in Birmingham somewhere in the middle of England, a suburban place with way too many parks for my liking. Its only the first day but its just as shitty as always. You go to assembly in the hall (that always smells of feet and teenager sweat because the dance lessons are in there), go to your form room to collect your timetable and head to your first lesson. Easy right? NO!

Its like that for everyone except me, my first stresses of the school day go like this: 1. get through the front gate without being crushed by the 6ft-whatever boys , 2. get inside the building without being spotted by someone irritating who will grab you by the shirt and tip the contents of your schoolbag out onto the floor, 3. find a seat in the hall where those same annoying people don't sit but also that's not at the front (almost fucking impossible), 4. get to form and first lesson without having the same damn problem as number 2.

So yea, that's my typical school morning. The first lesson is maths, I'm the top in my school, I don't particularly like or dislike it but I HATE the people in my class. There is this twat called Mohammed who asked me out as a joke in Year 7. He constantly teases me and the teacher doesn't give a shit because she can't be bothered to tell him off repeatedly. He passes notes calling me a fat nerd and four eyed bitch. I want to scream at him to fuck off but Dad would be pissed at me if I drew attention to myself. I hate that I have to be like this. "leave me alone" is all I'm able to say, it was a mistake.

"Then stop me, come on, I'll help you out a little" he smiled at me, fuck I hate his smile. Don't hit him, Don't hit him, Don't hit him. I have to repeat in my head. "I'll let you punch me once, anywhere, if you do that I'll leave you alone." his friends laughed. Prick. He knew I wouldn't do it. But I felt the knife strapped to my leg digging into my skin, almost begging me to use it. "No" I replied with my jaw clenched, he found this entertaining "you're so fucking weak, you cant even hit me" the whole class laughed this time. Oh if only he knew how willing I was to hit him, I would, no, I will do so much worse.

Hi everyone, this is my first published work, sorry if you thought it dragged on a bit but I hope you find the rest of the story more exiting, I felt like there were some important details that I wouldn't be able to fit in a different chapter and don't worry she will only be at the school for one more chapter (or two, still not sure yet). Thanks for reading.