Sitting in school nurse's office on a cot that was really, really hard I struggled to sit up. My side hurt most of all and I had to lean over to the side as trying to move anywhere else would produce sharp, stabbing pain. Yet, even throughout this, I couldn't help but feel happy with the new friend I was making. His name was Pete, Pete Kowalski and he was my current source of entertainment as he sat at my bedside throughout this ordeal.
"Are you feeling okay?" He asked, a foam cup of water in his hand. He put it on the stand next to the bed.
"Apart from being tossed like a chew toy by that giant hulk thing, I'm feeling great." I chuckled. Pete giggled.
"I never got your name?" He inquired.
"I'm James, James Lutter." I replied.
"What'd you …Read more >
I started to unpack my bag and unload my belongings. Pretty much everything I owned was in this medium sized black leather bag. My clothes, a few bucks to get me by, and a few books. My father wasn't rich, but we made it by, my mom however had nothing. Since she took custody of me the state was able to pay her, and since Bullworth offered some prepaid tuition fund for lower income families so their kids could attend my mom pretty much gets money handed to her, and she doesn't even have to raise me, ain't that pretty fucking nifty?
Anyways, here I am at Bullworth, my nose is bloodied from an ass kicking I received earlier, and I'm tending to that with a wrinkled up paper towel, and I'm just wondering if this situation was gonna get any fucki…Read more >
When the first of September hit I found myself at the gates of this school, Bullworth Academy. It wasn't by my own decision, or even that of my late father. Two years prior my dad was shot in a gunfight, and by that I mean he was simply at the wrong place, at the wrong time. I grew up in North Yankton and one day he went to the bank and was promptly shot in the crossfire between the North Yankton PD, and the people attempting to rob the bank. A month later child services decided my mom was the best option to raise me and immediately put me in her custody. Of course, there was a reason my father was the selected guardian.
After things didn't pan out with my mom I was then sent to live with my Grandma in West Elizabeth, but shortly into my s…Read more >
So, I'm sure many are wondering why it is that I have been absent... well, Saturday of last week my sister made an attempt on her life... thankfully she survived the ordeal. For this past week I've felt I was to blame as my sister and I stopped speaking back in May and have been on uneven terms up until the events of her suicide attempt.
I feel absolutely heartbroken and, as I stated previously, completely to blame. My father took his own life back in 2012 and to have another person I love try to take their own life has left me completely devastated.Read more >
His eyes opened, hers remained wired shut. Ryan made no movements, so as to not stir her from her slumber. For the time he looked her over. She wasn't the most physically enamoring sight, at least to others at Bullworth, but there was something he felt with her that he hadn't quite felt before.
She was smart, patient, observant. The day they met there was certainly tension between them. They were of rivaling cliques and were sworn enemies. To her he was just some dumb football player, only interested in a girl with a nice rack, and a fit build. To him the moles on her cheek, and the way her crooked teeth added to the lack of physical attraction.
When they were paired together in class there was certain protests from both sides. Both refuse…Read more >