Cow

Dear diary,

I'm laying in bed now, totally drained after a long day of school. It was terrible. Let me tell you what happened.

It was Monday morning, 8 AM and my mom was yelling at me to get up. "Mary, wake up! It's your first day of school and you're already late." She said, as she pulled the covers off of me before she left my room. I opened my eyes and sat up in my bed. I noticed my bed was all wet. No, I did NOT pee my bed! It was all sweat. I have been getting terrible nightmares lately and waking up in a cold sweat.

Anyway, I got up quickly and put on my new clothes. I looked at myself and the mirror, dissatisfied with what I saw, like every time I look in the mirror. I quickly ate an apple on the way to school. My school is pretty close to my house, so I arrived 5 minutes later.

I walked to the lockerroom to store my PE bag in my locker. I had PE later that day, my worst nightmare. My first class was German. I was a bit late, but luckily I have a great German teacher who doesn't mind. As I opened the classroom door and walked in, all my classmates heads turned to me. I saw girls giggling and whispering things to eachother, and boys shaking their heads or grinning. I even heard someone call me a sl*t in German.

"Hello Mary, please take a seat." Mrs Roosenberg said. I looked around the classroom, there was only one spot for me to sit. Luckily for me, next to me sat a girl I had never seen before. Maybe she could be a new friend. As I sat down I greeted her. She smiled at me as a response. We didn't say much to eachother throughout the class, but I did ask her to sit with me at breakfast and lunch. She agreed, so before we knew it we were eating sandwiches together at a cafeteria table. Her name is Amy, by the way.

Suddenly the three it-girls marched our way.

There was Sophie, the mindless puppy following their leader, Tiffany around everywhere. She was blonde, short, andd.. I can't say much about her personality since she never talks. All she does is nod whenever Tiffany says anything. Then there's Nicole. Shes ginger. A really pretty ginger. All boys drool whenever she walks past. Boys, her only personality trait. And last but not least, Tiffany. The leader and the worst of them all. The entire school is scared of her, but also idolise her at the same time. She's a tall blonde with fierce blue eyes.

They stood in front of me with a stupid smirk on their faces. "Hey cow, didn't expect to see you back here ever again."Tiffany laughed.

I looked at Amy, trying to read her face. I really hoped my new friend didnt know about what happened. It seemed like she had no idea. "We missed you soooo much." Nicole said in a sarcastic tone.

Tiffany continued, "Yeah, so much that we are gonna buy you lunch!" Uh oh. They walked to the lunch lady and bought some milk, before they walked back over to me. Tiffany place the milk carton right in front of me. I gazed at them with a confused look on my face. "Need help opening it?" Tiffany said. Her hand grasped the milk carton. And then, all of a sudden she squeezed it as hard as she could. Milk splashed everywhere. I even got some in my eye. I was totally soaked. I couldn't see anything. I could only hear the sound of the three girls running away on their high heels while laughing extremely loud while screaming "Cow!"

Amy and I went to the restroom, where we wiped the milk off my face and clothes. "Why'd they do that?" she asked, after I was pretty much clean. I told her not to worry about it. That they were just looking to stir some drama.

A few hours later, I had PE.

I already hated that subject, but now it got even worse. While I was changing into my PE clothes in the changing room, I just felt the girls' eyes burning on me . I bet they wanted to verify that what they saw in the photos really was me.

We played hockey. Normally I really like hockey, but not when your teammates totally hate you. They didn't give me a single chance to play, and just laughed at me if I tried.

After PE, the teacher (Mr. Brown) asked me to put all the objects we used back in the storage room. Ugh, why me?

When I was FINALLY done, I returned to the lockerroom to see that everyone had already left.

I screamed when I saw what they did when I was away. They cut massive holes in my new sweater and pants. I couldn't take it anymore. I called my mom and she let me go home early.

I can't explain the anger I feel right now. Why me?

Why.