“¿Cuál es la fecha de hoy?”

It was October 3rd, 2008. I sat in my Spanish class with my only two friends, Raymond and Claire. The class would be over in 2 minutes and off to lunch we went. I hated lunch. I always sat alone because Raymond and Claire always disappeared to go make out somewhere. I hated being friends with people that were dating. To be honest Claire and Raymond really weren’t the best friends. They’re both too self involved to notice or care about anyone other than themselves. I hate being alone, not having a boyfriend, not having someone to talk to when I feel like crap, or when Samantha and Paige came along to get a kick out of my suffering. I hate all the popular girls, the ones that think they’re so perfect with their rich parents and they’re hot athletic boyfriends. God I wish they would all just fall into a black hole.

When the bell rings everyone gethers their stuff and runs for the cafeteria. Once you get to high school you can eat anywhere you want as long as you stay on school grounds. Since I’m a sophomore you would think that I would have found a place to hind from Samantha and Paige but they always find me, no matter where I go. Even if I’m in a teacher’s classroom, they find a way to torment me. Plus the teacher is only there for half the hour we have for lunch, then I have to go find somewhere else to hide. Six years this has been going on, and I haven’t found a way to make them stop.

“Well look who it is.” said a voice behind me.

“Oh, Tiny Tina.” said another.

Crap. They already found me. I hate it when they call me Tiny Tina. My name is Christina, and everyone calls me Chris, well Raymond and Claire do. Samantha and Paige used to make fun of me for being fat and short, I’m only 4’10”, but then I stopped eating and started going to the gym and that’s when they switched to Tiny Tina.

“What do you guys want?” I said with a sigh.

“Chris? Everything okay?” I heard my Spanish teacher say. ‘Thank god’ I thought

“Oh, of course it is. We were just coming to get her so we can go have lunch.” Paige said. Then she gave me a threatening ‘go along with it’ look.

“Ya, we’re fine.” I said quietly. And he walked back into his classroom. All the sudden Samantha grabbed my arm and squeezed it until i dropped my books.

“Ouch! Stop! you’re hurting me. Let go.” My voice was getting quieter with each word as they glared at me.

“Alright Tiny Tina, that was close and I don’t think you deserve to be stood up for by any teachers, or anyone for that matter.” Samantha said proudly, like she knew she was hurting me with her grip and her words. I looked around for someone to help me, but the only people around were too far away to notice or had earbuds in.

“Sorry” I muttered lowering my head.

“Excuse me? I don’t think we heard you.” said Paige pulling me from Samantha’s grip and tightened hers until I winced.

“I’m sorry” I said louder.

“Much better.” Said Samantha, and Paige let go of my arm.

When I get home I just sit in my room and think. I just can’t take it anymore. They make me want to kill myself. Maybe I should. It's not like its a huge loss, I’m not very smart or pretty, and no one would miss me. I have nothing else to live for anyway. It’s the only way to make them stop.

When I woke up it was really bright. I saw my grandparents and my old dog waiting for me by a table filled with all my favorite foods. Wait. That’s not right. My grandparents and dog are dead. Oh. I guess it worked.