You Wear Me Out

I finished my shower, thinking if I'll be able to meet Mikey's brother. I wondered if he were older or younger than me. I bet he's older, if he were younger than his mom would've forced him to go to the dinner. I quickly looked at myself in the mirror and noticed my piercings were missing. I slipped in the lip and nose, nothing special about them I've had them since the 8th grade. It was 7:10 and my mom told me to catch the bus but I'd never liked taking busses, kids always saw me as their biggest victim in bus situations.
I've never liked the thought of getting bullied since the 3rd grade but I never knew that I was bullied until 7th grade. Since I didn't give in much care about the fact I got bullied I let it slide away. People always teased me with the words 'emo', 'gay', 'fag', 'douchbag', 'dickweed', 'asswhole' and 'bitch'. These were most of the known name calling brought upon me, I didn't care much but the school did. I felt like everyone was trying their hardest to keep a close eye on me but they did horrible. I kept to myself, if the teachers asked if I were okay I'd say I'm fine and smile. They surely fell for it, what fools.
"Frankie, hun?" I heard my mom opening my door.
"I'm almost done." I just need to get my school bag. I heard the door open and I turned around.
"I can see that." My mom smiled at me.
"Yeah, did I miss the bus?" Just then noticing is was 7:20 and then remembering the bus was scheduled as 7:05.
"Yeah, Lucy went ahead. As always."
"Oh okay. Well can I drive myself today?" I asked, I'm not up for anything but driving and being alone.
"Yes you can. I just need you to tell me something before you leave." My mom's voice faded into what I'm too familiar with.
"What is it?" My voice sounded curious and concerned because that's how I felt.
"Are you sure you want to go to public school?"
"I'm sure ma, I left Catholic school because I was sick of everyone. I also left because I wanted a fresh start. I thought about it and had a good feeling about it all."
"Okay then, by the way son, please be careful. I don't want anything going wrong on your first day of school." She stated and I put my hand on her shoulder and sighed.
"Okay ma, I got to go, I don't want to be late."
"Alright, let me get the keys and you'll be off. Okay?"
"Okay." I quickly grabbed my bag and went downstairs with my mom. She gave me the keys and walked outside with me. I was sort of tired and dilerious of course but I didn't care. When I hopped in and turned on the engine my mom asked me to roll the window down for her.
"Please be good and try to don't be such a dickbag, okay?" I looked at my mom and smiled.
"Mom, it's not catholic school, it's the fucking teenage hormonal kingdom." I chuckled and looked at what time it was, 7:30. Perfect, I had enough time to get to school, school starts in 40 and it'll only take 10 mnutes.
"Alright Frankie, try not to cuss too much okay?" I nodded and she waved goodbye as she walzed back into the house. I rolled back up the window and started my engine. Quickly pulling out of the drive way. While I drive I think too much about the mystery brother and if he will ever be goodlooking or not. I also wonder if I can walk to school, I'm not much of a driving expert, I think the concept of me getting to school on foot is better because whenever I walk I get to look at things closely. Sort of like observe it without judgement, and with driving you gotta keep your eyes on the road and stay concentrated and focused. I found the school gates and drove towards the student parking lot. Not a lot of cars were there, just maybe six or seven were there. I guess a lot of kids like to take the bus, thank god I chose car. I looked at my watch and noticed that there was only 30 minutes left.
I walked up the steps, teenagers were hanging out at the tables and along the steps. I smiled and waved, the kids didn't give me any "weird" looks. They smiled or gave me a nod, I'm awkward and reserved, it's best that I should keep quiet and stay out of their way.

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