'Gappy Abby' is shouted loudly across the lunch hall, kids are laughing and staring at me. My face goes bright red. Tommy pushes me over from behind, My tray goes flying and my drink lands on me. I'm soaked I can feel everyone's eyes on me. All the popular girls start laughing loudly. I cringe and my eyes water.
I know who shouted it, typical ria!!
She's always been such a pretty girl with blonde hair down to her waist, golden tanned skin with bright blue eyes.
She's my biggest bully. We were friends when I was younger. When we hit year 7 though she blanked me after the first week.
Since then ria and her friends have made my life hell. Her boyfriend tommy is an ass. Always shoving me, knocking things out my hands or tripping me over.
Today is no different.
I stand up and run out of the lunch hall, I run to the girls bathroom and I fumble with the door, tears streaming down my face, my hands are shaking.
I stumble through the door and then my arm is caught in someone's firm grip.
I should have heard the door behind me open
I should have heard the footsteps
I should have known someone was also along this corridor.
It wouldn't be the first time they've followed me either. It's just my luck.
I shrink down into the corner by the beginning of the cubicles and wall, close my eyes and beg 'please, please stop'. The hand releases me.
There's nothing. Just silence.
I take a few deep breaths and open my eyes. I see smart leather shoes. I look further up and see tailored grey trousers and a white shirt and a red tie. I gulp loudly and look further up. It's the new teacher everyone's been gossiping about.
Mr Sinclair.
He clears his throat then asks sternly 'what are you doing?'
He does a once over me with his eyes 'Scratch that, clean yourself up then come to class 2B'
He walks out swiftly, the bathroom door swinging ominously closed behind him.
I sit there huddled in the corner for a few minutes calming down. Once I've stopped shaking I haul myself off the floor and to the sink.
My reflection in the mirror is certainly a site. I have milkshake over my hair and down my top. I look disgusting. What a way to make an impression on the new teacher.
I grab some tissue from a cubicle and wet it under the tap and wipe the best I can, it doesn't do much for my hair so I chuck my hair under the tap, the milkshake comes out but the water is freezing so I have to use the hand dryer to dry it.
When my hair is dryer than the wet mop it was I clean my blouse the best I can. I then straighten my blouse, grab my bag and walk out.
I'm not going to see Mr Sinclair! I've embarrassed myself enough already. I'm going home to eat ice cream. Comfort food always makes me feel better.
Unfortunately I have to pass 2B to get out.
I try to walk past his classroom without being noticed, taking light footsteps but his door is wide open and even though he has a classroom full of students his hanging by the door. Probably waiting.
I spot his shadow by the door so I make a run for it past. I don't think he was expecting that as we collide together when he steps foot into the hallway...
He falls one way and I fall the other. 'What the' is all he gets out before he lands on the floor. All of his class have stood up and are at the windows by now to see what's going on.
I look up. My face paling, I'm so embarrassed and scared right now. These things always happen to me.
I scramble off the floor and run.
My feet slap unceremoniously against the floor while my hearts pounding. All I can hear is Mr Sinclair shouting 'stop right this instant''.
whether that was for me or his class I'll never know.