Please Don't Take This Out On Me

I bit my lip and forced myself to look away from the red haired godess and back to my new friend. "Hey, Mikey are you alright?" Mikey cursed and ducked his head under the table to retrieve his beanie. "Fucking freaks. They think they own this place and everybody inside of it. Stay away from them, alright? I don't want you to get hurt." I shook my head. "I will I promise. Does your head hurt?" Mikey rolled his eyes. "My head's fine. I'm used to everything being thrown at me." I gasped. "That's awful!" Mikey shrugged. "Yeah, what can I do? None of the staff here care." I bit my lip. "Sorry." Mikey gave me a tight smile. "Don't worry about it, Frank. It's not your fault." I opened my mouth to tell him it still wasn't fair when someone cleared their throat loudly and I turned to look at the front of the dining room. Immedietely everyone went silent.
"Thank you," the figure at the front said and I recognized her as Mrs Skybalt. "Now is everybody hungry?" everyone started to cheer and I shrank back at the loud noise. "Problem, Iero?" she snapped and I jumped. "S-sorry?" "You look bored. Would you rather go up to your room withoud any supper?" "N-no thank you," I squeaked and sat up as straight as possible.
Mrs Skybalt glared at me with harsh, green eyes and said "stand up." I nervously rose from my chair and clasped my hands together in front of me. Oh my god oh my god. "Come here." I walked hesitantly over to her; heart pounding nervously and palms sweating. Was she going to hit me? Yell at me? In front of all those people? "We have a new boy!" Mrs Skybalt said; looking around at everyone in the dining room before she turned to address me with an angry tone. Oh no. "Tell everyone your name and a bit about yourself." Oh no. Public speaking. I can't do this. I took two deep breaths before looking directly at Mikey; trying to send him a mental message to help me out. He looked at me sadly and shrugged and I knew there was nothing he could do.
I took another deep breath to try and calm down. "I-I'm Frank," I squeaked out. "Excuse me?" Mrs Skybalt barked. "I'm sure no one can hear you. Not even a bat. Speak up!" I swallowed the lump in my throat and said louder "I-I'm Frank. I'm 16 years old. My favorite animal is a d-dog. My favorite thing to do is -" "S-st-stutter?" Mrs Skybalt asked mockingly and I winced and tried not to cry. "R-read c-comics." Mrs Skybalt raised an eyebrow. "Frank. Twice a week you will take grammar and pronounciation courses with me. I cannot have you stuttering because it is a disgrace to this beautiful, pure community I have created. Don't you agree?" I looked at the ground and bit my lip. No. I didn't agree. Shouldn't kids love themselves for who they are and not have to change? Isn't that what parents always tell us? I finally looked up sadly and nodded. "Y-yes." "Yes, what?" I blinked in confusion. "YES MA'AM!" Mrs Skybalt hollered; slapping me lightly across the face and I let out a loud whimper. "Y-yes ma'am!" "Go sit down." The glare Mrs Skybalt gave me made my heart drop as I went over to sit sadly beside Mikey. I snuck a peek at the gorgeous guy with the red hair. He was staring back at me with a smirk on his beautiful lips and I dropped my head down onto the table and finally started to cry.

Notes

HOLA I KNOW I JUST STARTED YESTERDAY BUT IM RLLY EXCITED AND HOPE YOU ALL LIKE IT SO FAR :3