Crusty Grape Juice In My Hair.

It was one of those days today. The one where you feel like the whole world is against you.

It all started in Music. Ian had suggested that we play dares. I didn't like this idea very much. It started with Ian having to lick one of those jelly air fresheners. He did so without thinking twice about it. Him and Bevon then turned on me. They wanted me to knock on the drum room door where a fellow student was practising and tell him that Mrs. Thomas (our music teacher) wanted to speak with him. I didn't want to do this. I knew what would happen if I did. He'd go to Mrs. Thomas and say that I had said she wanted to speak with him. Mrs. Thomas would then say that this was nonsense and shout at me or give me a detention or something. I know this sounds minimal but I can't deal with stuff like that. It's not me. I'm not one of those 'rebel' teenagers who gets a kick out of misbehaving. Not at school anyway. Its just silly.

However, despite my refusal to do any dares, they wouldn't give in. They kept pressuring me to do a dare. Saying that I was so boring by not doing any. I noticed that after they had given themselves pathetic mischievous dares, they got a strange sense of self-achievement. Like by breaking the rules they'd gained better character. This seems odd to me.

Things went from bad to worse. It was constant torment, moaning, groaning and nastiness to me. They continued to force, but I stood my ground. I'd been in a situation similar to this before, but that time I had given in, but I have regretted it ever since. I promised myself I would never let peer pressure take over and make me do something I knew I shouldn't. Bevon got to the point which was just out of hand. She turned aggressive. She punched me in the side of my head. It wasn't a full-on punch. But it hurt. At this point I felt like the size of an ant. After more irritatingness and nastiness. She said: "Ugh, your birthday party is gonna be SO BORING!". This hurt me the most. This girl was supposed to be my friend, but she was acting like an enemy. I hated every second of it.

I was glad when the lesson finished. We went to put our instruments back in the store room. As Bevon lead towards the door, she slammed it behind her in an attempt for it to hit me in the face. We walked to Maths, but she was acting like she had done nothing at all. She had no consideration for my feelings. She was talking to me and expecting me to talk to her back just as a normally would. At this point all I could picture in my mind was me with a kitchen knife in my right hand, stabbing her through every part of her body. This gave me an anger release.

Maths didn't turn out to be all that great either. This time it was Gaz. He'd taken the 4 bits of rubber out of my pencil case. I told him not to throw them but he ignored me. He started to throw them at his friends across the room. I managed to get 3 of the pieces back, with the help of Keri. The fourth piece was on the floor on the other side of the room. I asked Moorsey if he'd pick it up for me. Gaz interrupted and said "No, I'll do it". He jumped across the room, pick up the rubber and through it deliberately at my face. Keri said "Argh, I'd be so angry if that was at me". I was angry, but I didn't bother shouting. I asked Gaz why the rubber was wet. He said it wasn't. I said that it was when it hit my face. He said that was the grape he through at the same time as the rubber. I still have crusty grape juice in my hair.