All Chapters of Once Her Bully, Now Her Beggar: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

DYLANThe weekend went away in a flash, I didn't go anywhere or do anything and just stayed indoors all day which was extremely odd for me to do especially with how much I hated my house, most weekends we are always out partying or playing basketball but this one not only did I spend it indoors I spent it in my house on my bed. I didn't see Elliott or Caleb since the night of the awful game they had, I just didn't feel like it. All I did was rot in bed and play video games. I didn't want to be anywhere near school because not only did I have to face my teammates, but I also had to face the whole school glaring at me as I walked by. I was so sure that the news would have gone around and everyone would have different versions of what happened.And to crown it all I woke up really late so I had to walk into the class when everyone was already seated. Or I just skip school altogether so I wouldn't have to deal with the hassle.I drove in through the gates and just like I thought I was la

The bell for the next class rang and I had to drag my feet onto the next and deal with the whole ordeal over again. I stepped into the classroom and it was even worse than the first everyone stopped what they were doing as I stepped in and just stared, I looked around frantically looking for a place to sit as my anxiety level spiked up and my feet began to shake. The back seats I preferred were all taken all that was left was some seat right in the middle. I was debating whether it was worth it to sit amidst the whole mess or skip the class altogether.As I stood by the door having a debate with myself the door swung open and I was shoved hard almost making me lose my balance but I grabbed onto a table“Get out of the way thief” Amelia’s snarl filled the airI couldn't sit through the class I had to leave, I quickly turned around to leave but I felt someone yank me back by my hair making me wince in pain.“Oh my God, it is so disgusting” Denice screamed holding her hand in the air lik

The moment we got outside I bent down and palmed my face in my hand sobbing loudly into it, I didn’t mind that Dylan was right beside me I just couldn’t hold it anymore.“Are you okay?” He asked poking me slightly, I knew it was awkward for him but I just couldn’t hold it in, I felt relieved and seen at the same time. I was already beginning to wonder how I was going to bring it forth to my mom, she believed them the first time it wasn’t going to change.“I’m sorry, I just couldn’t hold it anymore,” I said wiping my eyesI stood to my feet and he watched me, making me confused about what to say next or do“Have a great day” he turned around to leave“Wait” I stopped him and he turned around slowly to face me“I jus-” I paused halfway through the words suddenly feeling heavy in my mouth“Thank you” I finally said “I am grateful” I sniffled“You don’t have to say it, if you don’t mean it,” he said“I do, I really do. I’m thankful” I said“That’s a start” he laughed“Why did you help m

NOVAI couldn’t and didn’t want to sit through the rest of school, I wanted to be far away from the walls that felt like I was trapped in.“I’m heading home,” I told them“Is everything okay?” Kelsey asked“Yeah, I just can’t sit through the long classes today,” I said“It is fine, we will talk to you after school” May squeezed my arm lightly“Bye guys” I waved at them as I walked outI booked a cab to take me home, and as we drove, I hoped that my mom wouldn’t be home. Even if she was, that wasn’t going to stop me from returning to the house. I preferred to deal with the long talks rather than sit through class with half of the class's attention stuck on me.My anxiety level was up and I just needed to calm down and didn’t need anything that would trigger an episode.As we got closer to the house I noticed a black bus parked just by the gate. At first, I couldn’t tell what it was doing there or who it belonged to. But the moment I stepped through the gates, everything became clear.B

The ride back home was just as silent as the ride when we drove there, just that I left feeling a lot worse than I already did earlier. I was such a horrible person for not being happy for my mom knowing how happy she was living the life she had always fantasized about. I have tried to accept it but knowing that accepting it meant accepting it as my new reality felt way too much to push down my throat.But I knew I couldn’t keep acting that way, all I had to do was endure it until it was time to go away for college then I would be free from the shackles I was tied to. That is one of the reasons I tried my best to study hard so I could graduate with good grades, get a scholarship, and leave for college at least that was before getting into Hawthorne Academy. I have been distracted of late but being in a school like Hawthorne increases my chance of getting admitted into college thankfully.“Try to be nicer to your mom, no one’s words get to her the way yours do,” Ricardo said once the c