Chapter Two: School

Author: Sweet-Nothings-Of-Life

Title: Life Of A Teenage Loser

Genre: General/Biography

Category: General

Summary: Ivy goes to school and you can tell this is worth mentioning.

Author’s Notes: Ivy is my character, she is also own by Funny Love Girl and CartoonRules234, since we’re the same person. Also thank you for reviewing.

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“Ivy, Ivy, Ivy,” A girl mutter. Her hair was so short you would mistake her for a boy if it wasn’t for the way she talk. Her blue eyes were actually contacts doing it part, and the purple shirt with a giant star and the purple gloves, that always there, made me realize who it was.

“Hello, Ashley,” I mumble under my breath as I stare before the playground full of crazy, idiotic children who should act their age. A cold wind blew across my rough face. God, it warm I wish it was winter.

“So what up Ivy?” She question looking around the area her eyes full of excitement. Another year in this school. How interesting. I sigh, now looking into distance pretending not to hear her. School a place where teacher make you work to get to know how life outside your cozy home. In the future the geeks will be running our lives, the cool people will be crooks, thieves, or hopefully a great part in our society, the quiet ones will be helping our community or just stay that person in the background or furture maniacs.

“I can’t wait till school over,” I whisper. It true I hate school it, the way student treat the teacher they might as well step on their feet and call them pathetic. I shake my head trying to get the thoughts out my head. I am that type of negative person who can also be very optimistic when she feels like it. Right now it Monday so I am not happy.

“Me either. But it just started so we can wait a little longer,” Ashley replies. I titled my head and gave her a sideways glance saying ‘you got to be kidding me’ look.

“What? We are the big people on campus, I am just excited to know how it like being a eight grader.” She reasons. I shake my head and look up to the sky my black hair getting in the view.

“I just hope this year… That I am a kinder person.”

Last year I was not trying to hurt anyone, forgiving people who deserve to be push in the dirt, and people who challenge me to fights. I am not saying I am a weakling I am just want peace.

“And get rid of tears.” I mumble under my breath hearing the bell bringing us inside. Last year, god it was torment. My enemy Lila, was getting on my last nerves teasing me and pushing off the edge. I dislike being hurt by people, for when I want revenge it never get past the damn conscience of mines.

Darn it, I cursed again. I been so frustrated that words lately have been pouring into my mind to curse and let the frustration go. But the conscience has been telling me, it wrong and sick. Hmm, maybe it right. Maybe I am just a cruel individual? No, no I am not that close to the terms. Even when enemy had fallen from I fight I would silently pray they are okay.

I am such a confusing person. I turned walking away going inside silently praying school wouldn’t be the same miniature world.

For life is already cruel why must children carry out those laws? I look up at the homeroom I was assigned.

“Well here the place Ivy! One step for a girl, three step for eight graders!” Mimicking a astronaut voice me and Ashley made our way in my living hell know as,

School.