Leah

Another painful day for me I guess. After all the suffering at my old school, I have no hope for my first day in my new school. I looked at the mirror as I checked myself for the last time.

"You ready?" said my dad.

"Yeah, yeah I'm ready or whatever."

"Look darling, I'm sorry but this job offer was great. With the salary, we can live comfortably."

"I was comfortable until I had to change states."

"Comfortable? You didn't have any friends and just did your hobbies." said my dad, like I didn't already know that.

"Yeah, comfortable"

That is another subject I probably have to talk about. High school kids are ruthless(even though I am one too). I got picked on because I was 'poor and stupid'. After that, I just put all my efforts into things I liked. I didn't have any friends, nor did I want any, so It was alright.

"This is a fresh new start for you. Make good impressions on others and have some friends. I'm sure you will enjoy some company"

I definitely won't but If It makes him happy I will try not to be that much of a horror. Other than that I won't bow down to anyone's bullying. I won't let myself get crushed ever again.

After all the bullying in the first year of ninth grade, I started boxing and even did Muay Thai. If someone messes with me I'm going to mess their ugly face up. I opened the car's door as my thoughts of beating bullies continued to race in my head. Dad was already inside the car.

"Ready for your first day?"

"Of course!" I said with a fake enthusiasm. "Are you at least let me continue martial arts?"

"As long as you make a friend of course. You can't push others away anymore. If someone bullies you tell the principal."

"Like It helped last time" I answered as ı rolled my eyes.

"This time It will be different. I have a better job and position. Just like how those bullies did I can donate to school so the principal will listen to us."

"I don't like that idea one bit."

"Sweetie this world is a place that only the rich survive. And we are no longer poor. I won't let you get crushed by spoiled rich brats anymore."

Wow, such helpfulness. Little does he know, I will beat anyone that gives me a bad look. But he doesn't need to know this.

"Let me play some music to relax." My dad said with a happy voice. For some reason, I felt I probably was going to ruin his happiness at the end of the day.

Bad for him I guess. I shrugged my shoulders as the car parked outside my new school.

"Have a great day!" my dad shouted.

"Thanks, Dad" I said while giving him a fake smile.

"Make a bunch of friends!"

"Hope so" I answered as I sighed.

I truly hate my life. What worse can happen at this point?