What If They Find Out

I sat alone at a bench. I was transfering schools tomorrow and so Ive been thinking a lot. I will no longer be a nerd. I wont be pushed around anymore. I will do whatever it takes to be on top.

And I know exactly where to start.

The faggots.

This time, I wont be the one callef a fag.

Smiling to myself, I pulled out a cigaret. I took a long drag before exhaling as slowly as possible. I felt great. Tomorrow starts the beginning of another chance.

After a few minutes I dropped the cigaret in the grass and smushed it with my shoe. I grabbed my sweater off of the bench and walked to my new house, pleased with myself.

Watch out Belleville. Bob Bryar is in town, and this time he isnt getting fucked with.

Notes

Im back!!!!!!!!! Sorry, this isnt forever. I will write again, but it wont be frequent. I just had a few minutes today and wanted to surprise you. Here is a twist for all of you. I wanted to do something new. Im glad so many people love this. If stayed with me this long, I cannot thank you enough. I love you all!!!!! :)