Dedicated to Rai_Maru

Present day

Amelia.

"Amy!"

"AMY!!!!!"

"AMELIA!!!"

"hmph" i groan burying my head in my pillow and pulling the blanket to wrap my head into it and mummify myself.

I know i might die from blanket suffocation.

The blanket is ripped from my head and a frigid liquid buckets down on me. Cold water trickles down, making my skin rough with goosebumps.
My eyes flutter wide open and i jerk out of bed.

"What the Hell Mom!" i yell as i hear her laugh her head off.

MOMSTER!

"Why are you waking me up this early!?"

It better be that Shawn mendes came over! or else its totally pointless waking me up at this hour.

Is there something important today?

Nope, not that i remember.

Just when I'm about to drift off , my mom pulls open the curtains and the my eyes are attacked by the rays of the sun. Too bright!!!

My eyes squeeze close as the sun scorches my eyes. I screech like a vampire burning under it.

Why did Mornings even exist?
Afternoons and evenings are cool by me. But then afternoons would be mornings.
That does help my case.

"Amy! You will be late for school!" mom yells as she grabs my legs and pulls me off the bed and i end up butt whacked on the floor. Ouch!

That's too much of child violence!

My brain is searching for boost of motivation...

Unfortunately thinking has stopped.

"Your pancakes will go cold if you don't get your ass up and hurry!" mom sighs.

"Where? !!!" i squeal before i get up on my feet which were lifeless before and sprint down to the kitchen.

"Aha got you!" says the mom that lied to her daughter. What a good example to set for your child... Lying.

If mom was pinochio, her nose would surpass burj khalifa. Oh i meant mount everest.

I sigh in disappointment and go through the struggle of climbing... Hiking... the stairs to take a shower.

Somehow i have no clothes but i also have so many clothes that i have no room for new clothes.

The fact that i have more clothes to sleep than to go out says a lot about who i am as a person.

I change into the first non-sleeping outfit i see which are skinny jeans and oversized baggy baby blue hoodie and for the final touch... My dorky black glasses.

Am I the only one who has a hard time figuring whether am pretty or ugly? Sometimes i look in the mirror and feel kinda pretty but two seconds later, I see a different angle of my face and i am convinced that I'm the ugliest swamp creature on earth.

Pretty girls with messy bun and baggy shirts look hot as hell.
Trust me i tried looking like this but instead it looks like I've been doing drugs for five days straight.

If you're wondering how i look like...
Look at the trash outside.

But on the bright side if 99% people find you unattractive then around 75,000,000 people on earth find you attractive... Get it? No?
Ugh forget it.

Who would look at me anyways?

I bet they won't even acknowledge my presence since i am invisible.

I secretly get down of mom's car and quickly wave her a goodbye before anybody spots me still getting dropped to school by my parents.

"Have a nice day Amy baby!" says the mom that purposely wants to put her daughter to shame in public and wants her me to turn into a laughing stock!

Mom grins as she gives me flying kiss and speeds off the school compound.

There was an exciting buzz in the hallway.

"I got a new pet"

"Omg this hot dude asked me out!"

"I went to bahamas during the holidays"

Me: So i saw a dog today.

"Amy!" my head whips around and i spot Kayla walking towards me.

I open my arms for to hug her but she stops right in front of me.

This ladies and gentlemen is how to embarrass yourself.

"Ahhh!!! you look like the corpse bride!"

Jeez! thanks for stating the obvious.

"That's exactly what i was going for!" I say sarcastically.

"Just kidding" she fakes a laugh but i know she really meant it.

Her redhair was styled in lose curls that fell down on her shoulder. The combination of her hair and hazel eyes made her look like a doll.

She is the sexy nerd and I'm the dull and boring nerd. Our parents are close friends so we ended up being friends too.
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I take a deep breath before entering the chemistry class.
Oh please no more Sulfuring!

I pull my book closer to my chest as i walk in and sink in awkwardness when i feel every pair of eyes glaring at me as if me just stole their man.
Huh. I'd rather steal your snacks than your man.

My eyes scan the classroom for an empty seat and i hesitantly walk to a seat near the window and try my best to ignore the comments i receive while doing so.

"Look at her dorky glasses"

"Will she ever take that hoodie off?"

"Pftt Eyesore!"

I am used to all those kinds of comments. I convinced myself that i don't care...well tried too but deep inside, i know it hurts.

It hurts being ridiculed when you never did anything wrong.

Its hard to be a Nerd without being judged.

What's wrong in wearing glasses if you have poor eyesight?

If you're not even going to try and fail to look cool then what's the point of coming to school.

I guess I will never understand hoes and fuckboy logic.
Because it is nonsensical just as SpongeBob washing the dishes.

Highschool = good grade =good job=good salary=abundant food

I guess hoes and fuckboys have a different equation.

Highschool = sex club.

I plop down in the seat beside the window.

It is my favorite seat. Looking outside, it reminds you that you be soon out of here.

I snap out of my thoughts as the door swings open and a man with flabby stomach jogs inside wiping away his sweaty forehead.

Walking epitome of avocado ladies and gentlemen.

"Pfeww.good.... Mor.... Ning.. Class" he says in between breaths as he places his arms on the table, leaning and catching his breath.

He scribbles his name on the whiteboard.

Mr Nobles

"Mr NoBalls" i hear someone calls out and the whole class booms into laughter.

Well that's rude.

"Silence!" Mr Noballs orders clapping his hands together to get our undivided attention which was currently divided.

Oops

I meant Mr Nobles.

"Alright. This year you will be working on a project in pairs. It should be submitted by the end of this semester. You will be assessed on that and that will make 25 percent of your final grade."

The whole class went hullabaloo and i quietly sit as i watch everyone signaling their friends to be their partners.

I quickly turn to where Kayla and wave my hand to grab her attention. I catch her glancing at my direction once then return back to her conversation with her friends.
Well maybe she did not notice me. I'm sure she would never ignore me.
I pull out my phone and rapidly text her.
She quickly grabs her phone once it beeps and agrees to be my partner.

Hah just kidding!

Instead i watch her scrunch her face and kindly roll her eyes as she puts her phone back in her bag.

I add 'kindly' to make me feel better okay?

Maybe she does not want to take the risk of getting caught using her phone.

I'd convince myself with that.

Some students whispered, some threw chits, some messaged their friends while someone just sits stock-still drowning in solitude.

Yeah the someone is me.

Maybe i could make a new friend?

I think about tapping the girl sitting in front of me but what should i say?

Hmph... H-hi ! I'm Amelia but you call me Amy and wanna be f-friends? PLEASE I'M LONELY DON'T DITCH ME.

Yeah, I'll just stay friendless.

"Don't even bother choosing partners. I will be choosing them for you." Mr noballs finally speaks up and the whole class sinks in disappointment. I can already tell they hate him.

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A/N

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