*I do NOT own any characters of Digimon. I created this story on my behalf and bladdy bladdy blah...^_^ By the way, this story is based on my life...yet, again. By Tai's P.O.V! I might've used some terms,like "DSAC" and "NJHS" which you maybe not have heard of, it's just my school has it so I just though I should put it in*
Too Perfect-
I stray alone, in the mist of despair, dragging my feet alongside the curve as I start to walk to school. I stared at the ground, hoping it will transport me somewhere other that school. Ever since I got in the 8th grade things have became so cold and lonly. I had no friends, well, pratically. I did hang around Matt and T.K., but that was about it. I got to the school building, wishing that I was sick. I finally reached the school building, finding myself that i had one second to spare before the tidius sounds of the bell rang. I shook off my mild migrain and walked off to first period. Leadership was my first class that i dreaded the most. It was a class for so called "Leaders" that thought they could set the best of examples toward the school, which they surly didn't do a good job doing. I literaly knew dogs that were nicer than they. "Tai, I need to speak with you." Ms. Larsen demanded, I dragged my feet to my chair and sat quietly, wishing I had someone to talk to. The bell rang, again, and the skater guys came rolling in, like nothing happend. It seemed Ms. Larsen didn't quite care, as long as it wasn't her "A.S.B. President" not making any mistakes. "Eeeww, it's Tai, Ms. Larsen's favorite student!" Ken teased. I lowered my head, hoping no one heard. Just because I was the A.S.B. President didn't mean nothing...to me at least. A.S.B. was Associate Student Bodies, and I was definitely ashamed to become president, after my friends, who have gone away to high school, gave me the best support. Then, ditching me with these rambunctious kids of Leadership. "Everyone needs to be decorating for the dance, Tai, Ken, Jay, Laurane, I need to see you all." Ms. Larson said. I was the A.S.B. president, Ken was the secretary, Jay was the treasurer, and Laurane was the vice president. Everything seemed to diferintiate between all of us. I am exceptionally nice to them, but I get the exact opposite back. The whole executive board (Me, Ken, Jay, and Laurane) met with Ms. Larsen. I was sitting right on the other side of the desk as the others stood on the other side talking about me. It's been torture trying to grin and bear it. But since I've managed to do so for the last two years, I think I can still do it. "I want you all to sort I.D. cards." Ms. Larsen said. We all marched to the office, with me at the end, dragging my feet. She sat us down and directed our attention to the thousand I.D. cards piling near the ceiling. I moaned at the fact that i had to spend 8 hours sorting I.D. cards with the three people I hate most.
After much humiliation and embarresment, the school day finally ended and I was free to go. I couldn't take it any longer! I hate how the world is treating me! It's not fair. Day after day I go through the same thing over again. It's hard being perfect, I laugh at the fact that I could still manage being A.S.B. President, National Junior Honor Society member, DSAC rep, junior ambassador, school site council member, and a G.A.T.E. student. I can't take it any more! I rushed up to my house, took a knife, and stabbed myself...
*Kinda dramatic I know...I thought I should keep this short cause I got tired of writing stories of my life...Well I promise you, I have a new story that I really enjoy, and hope you will too! Please R/R!*
Too Perfect-
I stray alone, in the mist of despair, dragging my feet alongside the curve as I start to walk to school. I stared at the ground, hoping it will transport me somewhere other that school. Ever since I got in the 8th grade things have became so cold and lonly. I had no friends, well, pratically. I did hang around Matt and T.K., but that was about it. I got to the school building, wishing that I was sick. I finally reached the school building, finding myself that i had one second to spare before the tidius sounds of the bell rang. I shook off my mild migrain and walked off to first period. Leadership was my first class that i dreaded the most. It was a class for so called "Leaders" that thought they could set the best of examples toward the school, which they surly didn't do a good job doing. I literaly knew dogs that were nicer than they. "Tai, I need to speak with you." Ms. Larsen demanded, I dragged my feet to my chair and sat quietly, wishing I had someone to talk to. The bell rang, again, and the skater guys came rolling in, like nothing happend. It seemed Ms. Larsen didn't quite care, as long as it wasn't her "A.S.B. President" not making any mistakes. "Eeeww, it's Tai, Ms. Larsen's favorite student!" Ken teased. I lowered my head, hoping no one heard. Just because I was the A.S.B. President didn't mean nothing...to me at least. A.S.B. was Associate Student Bodies, and I was definitely ashamed to become president, after my friends, who have gone away to high school, gave me the best support. Then, ditching me with these rambunctious kids of Leadership. "Everyone needs to be decorating for the dance, Tai, Ken, Jay, Laurane, I need to see you all." Ms. Larson said. I was the A.S.B. president, Ken was the secretary, Jay was the treasurer, and Laurane was the vice president. Everything seemed to diferintiate between all of us. I am exceptionally nice to them, but I get the exact opposite back. The whole executive board (Me, Ken, Jay, and Laurane) met with Ms. Larsen. I was sitting right on the other side of the desk as the others stood on the other side talking about me. It's been torture trying to grin and bear it. But since I've managed to do so for the last two years, I think I can still do it. "I want you all to sort I.D. cards." Ms. Larsen said. We all marched to the office, with me at the end, dragging my feet. She sat us down and directed our attention to the thousand I.D. cards piling near the ceiling. I moaned at the fact that i had to spend 8 hours sorting I.D. cards with the three people I hate most.
After much humiliation and embarresment, the school day finally ended and I was free to go. I couldn't take it any longer! I hate how the world is treating me! It's not fair. Day after day I go through the same thing over again. It's hard being perfect, I laugh at the fact that I could still manage being A.S.B. President, National Junior Honor Society member, DSAC rep, junior ambassador, school site council member, and a G.A.T.E. student. I can't take it any more! I rushed up to my house, took a knife, and stabbed myself...
*Kinda dramatic I know...I thought I should keep this short cause I got tired of writing stories of my life...Well I promise you, I have a new story that I really enjoy, and hope you will too! Please R/R!*