I sit in the back of the class, as usual. The teacher rambles on about something, but I'm not listening. Im focused on my drawing. It's a depressing scene of a child sitting in a corner, with his head in his hands, while the darkness around seems to consume him. I feel a light tap on my shoulder and I instantly slam my book closed. I turn to see a pretty boy next to me, packing his things. "It's time to go,"He says sweetly. I quickly start to gather my things. "I'm Alex." "Zacarías." I say tersly and quickly leave the classroom. I head down the hall to my locker, but I get stopped by the last people I want to see. "Sup freak," says Allen Smith, the leader of this group of dunces. I sigh and ignore him, trying to sidestep the trio. But Sam Dawson blocks my first attempt, and Wayne Jackson blocks my other path. I sigh again, "Guys, will you please get out of my way, I don't have time for this." Allen grabs my shoulder hard and says "Well guess what, it doesn't matter what you want" and this statement is followed by an aggressive punch to the stomach. The punch knocks the wind out of me and I drop to the floor. I feel the blood rushing through my body and I can hear it in my ears. I grit my teeth and make to stand, but I feel a boot kick me in my ribs and I crumple to my side again. I feel the pressure of tears behind my eyes, but they don't fall. "Why don't you just die?" Another kick to the stomach. "Fucking freak! Go back to your trash can!" Another kick. I clutch my abdomen and my vision blurs, but I can still see them start to rummage through my things. They get to my book, open it, and start to deface and degrade my drawings. I feel a sudden burning in my heart, and I slowly get up. The bullies are too engrossed in my drawings to notice, so that gives me the advantage. I grab a stray textbook and knock Sam Dawson over the head with it. He folds to the ground, and his friends react faster than I thought, and I catch a right hook from Wayne. I'm stunned by the punch and I get a hit from Allen, which knocks me down. They proceed to punch and kick me while I'm curled in the fetal position. I get one strike that hits me in the perfect position on my head and I black out.