Sarcasm is key

My hands are aching and tied behind my back. "Well I would have been happier with just pure rope, but nooo they had to use zip ties!" I said to the amber eyed girl. "I know right! Rope is so much easier to get out of, these on the other hand take forever. While we wait for me to cut our zip ties, can you tell me your story? I only know bits and pieces." Said the amber eyed girl with curiosity. I nodded my head and prepared myself to tell her, while she started sawing through my bonds with her pocket knife.

I woke up on my red bed, scared from my GREAT alarm clock. "Welp, it's not like I was going to sleep all my life anyway, so I am going to go take a shower. I'm talking to myself again, good job me!" I said tiredly. A few minutes later, I am a staring at a caramel skin, male teen, with brown, eyes, and dark brown hair. I put on my indigo jacket and shoes and went downstairs for breakfast. "Good morning Zach!" Shouted my mom from the kitchen. "Good morning,"I grumbled back. She came running with my plate in her hands and a piece of toast in her mouth. She set down my plate, took the bread out her mouth, kissed me on the forehead, and started heading towards the door. "Be safe going to school okay? I am running late to work, so sorry I can't eat breakfast with you. I love you Zach, have a great time at school. Bye!" Rushed my mom. I waved bye and heard the door slam as she closed the door behind her. Ever since my dad died in a war when I was five, my mom had to raise me by herself and that caused her to get more work hours to pay the bills and essentials. I love her even if I barely spend any time with her. I looked on my plate and saw golden, fluffy white eggs, a warm piece of toast, crisp bacon, and cold, icy milk. My mouth watered and I thought to myself, "Why am I just staring at it? I should probably eat it." I started eating and it was scrumptious. I picked up my plate and grabbed my backpack, put on my gloves, hat, and threw my backpack on my back and went out the front door. I looked outside and..... it was packed with snow. I looked nervously, "What in the world am I going to do to get to school?" I stepped foward towards the deathly, white snow and managed to trip on a pebble. I landed face first in the freezing cold snow. "What a great day!" I mustered out sarcastically. I pushed myself up from the snow and started on my "long" journey to my high school, my shoes sinking into the snow like quick sand. When I got to Wellington High school I walked the halls cautious towards my first class. Then the most dreaded thing passed my way."Hey twerp!,"said Brad the captain of the football team and my worst nightmare. I rolled my eyes and turned to walk away."Where do you think your going?"mocked Brad with his crew laughing behind him. "We are in school. In school you go to classes to get smarter. I am going to my first class,"I said as a matter of fact. He stared at me possibly with steam coming out of his ears. I sighed,"Then again you really don't go to class, do you? That's why you're so dumb." I saw red flash his eyes. "Welp I will be going now," I shouted behind me as I tried to bolt out of there. He grabbed the hood of my jacket and yanked me back. "What did you call me? Answer me ugly twerp!"shouted Brad, almost bursting my eardrums. Everyone turned to look at us. This has never happened before! I cleared my throat and said a line I have been holding for so long...."Roses are red, violets are blue, God made me pretty, but what happened to you?"(I got comebacks on pinterest, if you're wondering) His eyes bore into my head with anger and all the kids were yelling BURN. I smirked at him and walked away. His crew was holding him back when he yelled, "I'll get you next time Zach Night!" "You say that everyday!" I yelled sarcastically. I definitely sprinted to class. A few more class periods passed, then it was lunch time. I grabbed lunch which is consisted of steak and mashed potatoes and walked through the aisles of the tables and I finally reached my table. My table consists of.... oh right just me. I always sat alone at lunch. A few more hours passed and it was time for my last class, psychology. I listened intently and answered most of the teacher's questions, for this was my favorite class. The bell rang for all the students to go home and I was the only one left to pick up my stuff. Rebecca one of my classmates, was still left with me in the classroom, she had a worried look on her face and was coming towards me. I looked around to see why possibly Rebecca would be coming over to me. The teacher already bolted out of here and I was left alone with Rebecca. "What did I do?" I thought to myself as my heart started pounding. She came up in front of me and stared straight through the black of my eyes and said,"Can you tell what the homework is? I didn't hear the teacher tell us." My faced was filled with utter shock. "The psychology paper 2.0,"I said with relief. "Thanks! I know it's a lot to ask but can you give me your phone number so I can get help on the homework. You are the best at psychology!" She said smiling at me with her eyebrow raised. I laughed and wrote down my phone number for her. "Thank you so much! I really need help on this subject!"She said happily. I stood up and swung my backpack on my back and walked out with Rebecca. That was a huge mistake... Brad stood outside for his GIRLFRIEND! He grabbed me by the scruff of my shirt and hoisted me up,"What do you think you doing with my girl?"He said. "Chill! Let me down, she was asking me a question!" I explained as my face was becoming pale. Brad looked at his girlfriend and asked,"Rebecca is this true?" She nodded. Brad put me down and started arguing with his girlfriend. I sneaked away and started heading back home in the cold snow. I was almost half way home when it hit me. No really, it hit me, it as in Brad punched me in the face. I stumbled back and saw his girlfriend with a shocked expression on her face and Brad's whole crew looking at me with smug smiles on their faces. "Let's get him boys!"said Brad. I ran like I was running a marathon, but they caught up to me and started to beat me up. They punched me, kicked me, and spit at me. Blood started to fill my mouth and I could taste iron. My vision started to blur as they kicked me more in the stomach. All I could hear was,"That's what you get with messing with my Becca!"Brad yelled. I was so tired of everything, for a teen I barely get any sleep. I have lost all my senses and all I could think as I closed my eyes was....."I can finally get some sleep!"

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