Im -perfect

Watching the gooey slimy things slowly,dripping down my books , I hardly suppressed a groan .I couldn't believe it , fine , Ican but it was starting of our final year.You might think that after tormenting me for continuous two years these people would finally get bored, find a new target and move on.

While I wasn't supportive of bullying , I didn't want to be alone in this shit .The black sheep in the hoarde of white ones .Suppressing the shudder that was running through my body with the prospect of taking my book outta that lube covered locker , I simply thrust in my hand and ughh...

Just disgusting .

Thankfully; with my last fiasco of finding my locker in used condom , atleast I learned my lesson to cover my books with something before leaving my school .You can never be sure of what people were going to slip in your locker when you are on their hit list you know.

I squashed my urge to puke that was building in and thrusted my book in my bag ; with an audible bang to let whoever pushed that lube in my locker ; that I wasn't happy with this ' prank' of his/her and they successfully pissed me off , I turned around to walk down the corridor.

People parted ; some even turned around to run in the opposite direction when they saw me approach , oh they weren't afraid of me not at all.They were only afraid to be seen together with me , to be associated with me in any fucking way , Like everything that was happening to me was my fault.

It wasn't , I did nothing to deserve this , it was them who should be avoiding my eyes, to walk away the opposite direction when I approach them but they weren't instead it was me who was turned into a complete outcast .If you want t o ask me what was going on , I have to explain from the beginning .

my mum divorced my dad or more like it was my dad who had an affair with my mum's best friend and had a daughter with her .With that it was impossible for

losr her youth in taking care of you , having three kids for your

and moved here in Austin .However; my mom never forgave my dad for it and thus

alert

that the children she gave birth

we would still be in a tough spot

how hard I try I will always be the stranger that they want no association with ; something my mum simply

I took refuge in those romantic stories ; which screamed about true love.With those books as my only companion and my

good ; responsible man who will fall for me just the way I'm , let me feel the amazing feeling

muscular arm and kissed me right in front of the entire student body in the school grounds