After Biology, I had to go to my least favorite class, Trigonometry. I hated this class. I didn't even know what to do most of the time. If I was failing in any class, it would be this class. I never was good at Math, but this was major math that I couldn't get out of. I hated every minute of it.

"Alright class," the teacher said, "Let's get our notebooks out for some notes!" Everyone groaned, including me. He tried to make everything exciting, but I didn't feel the same excitement as he did. It was so much then I wanted. I must have zoned out of it also because the bell soon rang. I headed out to my worst enemy, P.E. That class just hated me. I was a klutz and I had to take it. I'm just glad this will be my last year of taking it though.

I went into the changing room and got my clothes. They were sweats and a long sleeve shirt. I wouldn't change into anything else, and my P.E. teacher didn't like it, but he didn't complain either. I wasn't about to let anyone make me change into something I didn't want to. I could imagine what they'd think if they saw all the bruises. They'd think I'm doing it myself for attention, and they'd think that I'm a dumbass. James always said I was one, so why wouldn't other people say it?

"Alright people," the gym teacher called. "Get yourself into partners." I just stayed where I was because I knew that no one would want me as a partner. Angela didn't have gym with me, which really sucked. I always had gym with her until this year.

All of the sudden, I was wacked in the back. A huge amount of pain went through me because it was where James has hit me a few days ago, and it still hurt. I gasped at the pain while I tried to hide it.

"Hey Bella," Emmett boomed like he didn't even notice the pain I was in. I was glad for that fact. "Do you want to be my partner?" I just nodded because I don't think my voice could conceal the pain I was in.

"Alright everyone," the teacher called. "We're going to be playing Badminton." I groaned at the thought of it. I could tell that this was going to be a lot of trouble.

"Emmett and Bella are playing against Tanya and Mike," he commanded. I groaned again. How could I be in so much hell in one day? We walked over to where our net was, and Emmett took the front while I stood out of the court. I could see that he could take this for himself.

"I feel sorry for you, Emmett," Mike called from where he was standing. He was serving. "You have to be put with klutzy Bella. She's the worst player ever." I just looked down as he said this. I already knew that I was bad, so why did he have to rub it in. I was weak, and I already knew this.

"You're going to pay for saying that," Emmett growled. I looked up at him in surprise. I couldn't believe that he was defending me. The only person to ever defend me was Angela. "No one talks about one of my friends like that."

"You don't even know her," Tanya stated. "She's nothing, so why do you even try to hang out with her. She's no good for anything except being a klutz."

"If you were a boy, I would punch you in the face," Emmett stated. Tanya looked horrified by what he said. "But don't underestimate me. If I hear you say one more word about Bella, then I can get my girlfriend to do it for me, and she's worse than I am." He smirked. Mike decided to hit the birdie then. Emmett hit it, and it landed on their side. I could tell that he was going to win this game without my help. Tanya and Mike were right though. I was no good for nothing. I shouldn't burden Angela and the Cullen's with myself. I was being an idiot for making them hang around me. I was being plan stupid. They deserve better friends than me. I don't even know why Angela has stayed my friend this long.

"Bella," the teacher said as he came over to us. "Get in the game." I was hoping that he would turn around and walk away, but he didn't. I uneasily stepped into the court.

"You'll do fine, Bella," Emmett cheered. I shook my head. I would never do fine in any sport I played. He just turned back to the other team.

It was Tanya's serve, and she was looking at me with a smile. I knew that that meant trouble for me, and I wanted to shy away, back into the place I was, but the teacher was watching me like a hawk. I didn't like it at all.

She served directly at me, but Emmett came in and saved me from getting it. I could tell that by how I acted that he saw that Mike and Tanya were telling the truth. I guess I deserved it.

"That was Bella's hit, Emmett," the teacher said. "Next time, let her get it."

"I really don't want to play," I stated. He looked at me.

"Well that's just too bad," he smirked. I didn't like it.

"She really should sit out," Mike said as he came to my defense. I was surprised by it. But the next thing that was heard wasn't a surprise at all. "She'll just end up hurting someone. She shouldn't be allowed to play in the first place. She's a danger to everyone that plays with her." I looked down, ashamed. He was right. I was like that. I backed up quickly, and I took the spot that I had before. I didn't want to have to do this at all, and I wasn't going to let the teacher make me.

"Get back in the court, Swan," the teacher called. I just stayed put. I heard him walk over, and I looked up to see that he was going to push me forward. I moved out to the left to make sure that he didn't touch me. I cringed away from the idea of it. "That's it. Principal's office. Now!" I quickly walked away from him and walked around him. I went out of the room and I went into the changing room. I didn't want to be dressed in this anymore. I changed and I walked out to see someone that I didn't expect waiting for me to walk with.