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>"Pffffft hahaha. He's not even a regular faggot!" I grit my teeth. I hate them. I hate them so much. I look down to the new human girl who I just reminded forcefully that I am indeed, not a boy.
>She's shrinking into her seat, terrified of me. The chiding of the class continues as Fernsworth attempts to gain control
>"He even picked "Fag" for a name!"
>"Mommy not give you enough attention?"
>"School shooter in the making, watch out guys!"
>"CLASS!" Fernsworth raises his voice.
>They finally calm down, my vision is blurred and furious.
>"Fang, please step outside for a moment." I nod and stand, a singular glare back at my lab partner. She's trying not to make eye contact.
>I step out into the silent hallway. Fuck the lot of them. Just because I'm a bit different they dogpile me. Scum, garbage all of them.
>I hear the door click open and Fernsworth steps out.
>"Fang... I understand you're having a rough time but please, you can't take it out on others." I grit my teeth. They definitely deserve it.
>"Anna didn't know, she's new."
>"But professor F-"
>"Enough. I won't tolerate any more outbursts like that. Unless you want me to speak to your parents again?"
>I shake my head no
>"Good." he sighs
>"Please understand I'm not doing this to spite you. You have to give if you are gonna receive." I hate hearing this speech again. Always on about giving people benefit of the doubt, slack. Never getting any back. Just gotta take your beatings. I scoff internally.
>"Alright, go ahead and return. No more, are we clear?"
>"Yes..." I sigh and click the door open, returning to my seat. The girl has scooched her chair several inches away. Good.
>Fernsworth returns to his lecture, the quiet whispers still ringing out behind me. I have to bite my tongue to not stand up and give them the fists they're begging for.
>"Hey, I'm sorry for calling you a boy."
cont, one more.
>"Pffffft hahaha. He's not even a regular faggot!" I grit my teeth. I hate them. I hate them so much. I look down to the new human girl who I just reminded forcefully that I am indeed, not a boy.
>She's shrinking into her seat, terrified of me. The chiding of the class continues as Fernsworth attempts to gain control
>"He even picked "Fag" for a name!"
>"Mommy not give you enough attention?"
>"School shooter in the making, watch out guys!"
>"CLASS!" Fernsworth raises his voice.
>They finally calm down, my vision is blurred and furious.
>"Fang, please step outside for a moment." I nod and stand, a singular glare back at my lab partner. She's trying not to make eye contact.
>I step out into the silent hallway. Fuck the lot of them. Just because I'm a bit different they dogpile me. Scum, garbage all of them.
>I hear the door click open and Fernsworth steps out.
>"Fang... I understand you're having a rough time but please, you can't take it out on others." I grit my teeth. They definitely deserve it.
>"Anna didn't know, she's new."
>"But professor F-"
>"Enough. I won't tolerate any more outbursts like that. Unless you want me to speak to your parents again?"
>I shake my head no
>"Good." he sighs
>"Please understand I'm not doing this to spite you. You have to give if you are gonna receive." I hate hearing this speech again. Always on about giving people benefit of the doubt, slack. Never getting any back. Just gotta take your beatings. I scoff internally.
>"Alright, go ahead and return. No more, are we clear?"
>"Yes..." I sigh and click the door open, returning to my seat. The girl has scooched her chair several inches away. Good.
>Fernsworth returns to his lecture, the quiet whispers still ringing out behind me. I have to bite my tongue to not stand up and give them the fists they're begging for.
>"Hey, I'm sorry for calling you a boy."
cont, one more.