ABBIE: This fic is written from my own experiance, I am in the same situation as Yugi, and therefore, anyone who thinks that this is cruel should realise that this is my way off getting everything out. This fic will be updated whenever I feel the need to get someof these feelings out.
EEVEE: Nearly everything that Yugi will encounter has and is still happening to Abbie, so anyone who thinks that this is funny can go to hell.
ABBIE: We do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, if we did it would not go like this.
This is normal.
"Midget!"
"Go back to where ya came from!"
"Watch it loser!"
"Fucking geek!"
Yugi carried on walking with his head bowed low clutching at his jacket, trying to ignore the shouts as he ran to class.
Gods he hated school. It was a fucking world of torture, and no one knew how bad it was. Everyday he would hear the shouts and he would just carry on walking, letting them bounce off him like the rain, but they never bounced off, they always sunk in deep, even the stupid comments like 'baka', or 'geek'.
He didn't understand why he was picked on. He didn't try to make enemies, or be rude to people. Heck, he didn't even try hard in class; he just always managed to get great grades, not like anyone believed him. They thought that he stayed up all night studying, but they were wrong.
Yugi ran up the stairs too his first class. English, it was probably the only class that he actually enjoyed, probably because the teacher didn't mind if he came in early to read or just think. Finally he was there, the small boy checked his watch, he had ten minutes before anyone else would show up.
The tri-coloured boy sat in his seat, way up at the back, away from the rest of the class. Thankfully his English teacher seemed to understand that he was a loner, and didn't like too much contact with people. Speaking of his English teacher……
"Hey Mr McDonald!" Yugi called to let his teacher know he was there.
"Oh Yugi, I was looking for you. I was emailed about a writing competition, and I thought that you seemed perfect for it. Here's a sheet explaining all about it, I hope you do decide to enter!" The man walked back to his desk after handing the boy the paper.
The bell went making Yugi jump. Great, he thought sarcastically, round two is always so much more fun then round one!
The tri coloured boy got up from his desk and began to sharpen his pencil when the first load of his class came in. A few insults were whispered but that was about it. He could handle that, for now. He was about to head back to his desk when he felt a giant weight knock him to the floor. He hit the cold floor hard as the class laughed mercilessly.
"Woops!" Stephanie, the girl who had knocked him down said as she walked over him.
Yugi threw himself up and walked to his desk quickly, keeping the floods of tears at bay. They couldn't know, not now, not ever.
Somehow he got through the class without letting a single tear drop fall, but the second the bell went he ran. Being as small as he was whenever someone knocked into him they would send him flying, and usually they would do it on purpose, which made the whole thing about five times worse.
No one knew what he went through everyday, not even the bullies themselves. Yami was getting suspicious but he didn't know anything for certain, and he planned to keep it that way.
As he was running along the almost empty corridors someone sent their foot out at him, which sent him crashing to the floor, his books scattering. Those who were in the corridor laughed and refused to help, but a few merely stood on his fingers as he reached for the books.
As he sat on the hard floor, tears dripping down his face, he remembered what Yami had said to him once; bad things happen to good people Yugi, no one knows why, but the worst things will always happen to the best people.
Right there and then on the floor in the middle of a slowly crowding corridor Yugi finally understood what his dark had meant, and it brought him great comfort. But as a bag hit him squarely in the side of the face he realised that being a good person might not be such a good thing.
ABBIE: Please reveiw, I'm not going to beg, because, while you get reading material out of this I get a way to release a lot of the stuff that's inside, so remember when I update I might be writing about what happened in school today.
EEVEE: We are sorry to anyone wjo finds it as offensive for Abbie to do this, such as any bullies that may be reading this but Abbie keeps names out of it, any names here are fake!