The weekends were the only times I can get away from my school life. I get to sleep in til 10 and mom makes chocolate chip pancakes when I wake up. I take my time eating them, enjoying my morning.
Afterwards, I would return to my room and play on my game console til lunch. Then mom would go shopping for dinner and I'd tag along. She always sweetens the trip, by buying us frappes afterwards. Sometimes buying me a 2liter soda or a 24oz energy drink.
Like I said, I love the weekends. They are the only days I get away from school life and my bully Chad.
I hate the guy. I hate everything about him. The way he always picks on me, stealing my lunch money, tripping me in P.E. class, embarrassing me in front of girls and talking disgustingly about my mom.
I never told my parents about it. I really don't want them getting involved. But I do think mom knows, or has some inkling that Im getting bullied. But shes waiting til I come to her about it.
Every school day, it's the same thing. I wake up by my mom kissing my cheek and ruffling my hair. I walk over to the bathroom to brush my teeth, shower and get dressed. Then head down the hall to the dining room.
"Morning sport," my Dad Tom would say to me.
"Morning dad," Id say in return.
"Morning sweetie," my mom Selene would say in turn.
She would be preparing breakfast and brewing coffee.
"Good morning to you too mom." Id say back to her.
Dad would be reading the newspaper as mom brings the breakfast to the table. He would then place it down on the table.
"More of the same," he'd say as mom poured him a cup of hot coffee.
"I know hun," she would say.
"It's just another perfect day," shell say afterwards.
"You know it," he would say with a little smirk.
Then she'd hand out our breakfast. The aroma fills my nostrils and I start to drool. She gives dad his breakfast, before giving me mine.
For me, its a cheesy egg and ham omelette with a slice of fresh fruit and a glass of just delivered milk. Dad would have bacon and toast. Something light for him.
"Thanks for the breakfast dear," He kisses mom and gets up.
He then grabs his hat and coat, then heads off to work. Dad works as a sales representative for a major corporation. Sometimes leaving home for days at a time to travel to other parts of the state. Mom's used to it. He always calls her every night on the road.
Mom then clears the table as I finish eating.
"You better get ready too sweetie," mom would remind me.
Mom drives me to school, as there is no active bus stop in our area. Ever since that hijacking a few weeks ago, she's been taking it on herself to take me. Not that I'm complaining about it mind you. I get driven to school by my bombshell of a mother. So its something I gloat about in my head.
Let me tell you about her. Mom's name is Selene Cooper. Shes 42 years old. Has dark brown hair always tied up in a loose ponytail. Fair peach colored skin, cantaloupe sized breasts, big beautiful green eyes, a hourglass figure and a face of an angel.
Shes also a bit taller than me. With her being 5"7 and me being 5"6. Pretty average height for a guy my age.
I get my smarts from her and my looks from dad.
They met their freshman year of high school and became friends. When senior year came, they made it official and started dating. Her parents loved him and practically thought of him as their own son.
After senior year, they got married and moved in together. Dad went to college while mom took to the role of housewife.
Eventually, he landed a job at a major corporation and became its top sales representative.
Then they bought a nice house in a beautiful neighborhood. It literally had a white picket fence and a garden in back. Then nine months later, I was born.
Oh that's right, I never introduced myself. My name is Robert Cooper. Im 18 years old and currently a senior. I like playing video games, reading, playing chess and being organized. You might call me a weird, it doesn't bother me at all.
Im not really that attractive at all, cant get a girlfriend or when get a girl to like me. It makes it more harder when Chad is always picking on me.
I don't know why he does, he used to be friendly with me up until freshman year.
Let me tell you about him. His name is Chad Parker. He is two inches taller than me (5'8) and is on the football team. He also wears this stupid wrist band around his left wrist. Dont know why though. Maybe cause he thinks it's cool?
He drives his own car to school too. A gift from his wealthy middle class parents. He also throws parties every other weekend. That's how much his parents trust him. My mom is overprotective of me and is too cautious with me getting my own car.
Anyways we get into the car and mom pulls out of the driveway. Then drives down the street to the highway. We chatted as she drove me to school. She even pulls in front of the entrance.
"Have a good day at school today sweetie," she'd say warmly to me.
Then she'd kiss my forehead and ruffle my hair. I would then get out and wave as she drove out to the school parking lot.
"So that's your mom fucktard?" said a on ominous voice behind me, "What a hot piece of ass."
I turned to face him. Chad stood behind me with a cigarette in his right hand. He blows a cloud of smoke at my face. Which I coughed at and waved away. He chuckles and throws it on the ground.
"Maybe Ill introduce myself to her after school and get to know her on a first name basis," he said, "if you know what I mean."
He then pokes my ribs before slapping my back hard.
"Oh wait," he said faking shock, "You wouldn't know what I mean. You never had pussy before. Man...sucks to be you."
He laughs at his own joke as he heads inside the school.
"Fucking asshole," I muttered under my breath, "Just because he had three girls who had sex with him, he thinks he is god's gift to women?"
Mom always told me to walk away from conflicts and use my head instead of my fists. I could probably hold my own against him and probably win too. But something tells me not too. So I ignore him. The rest of the school day was uneventful.
Chad didn't try to steal my lunch money today. Which was a relief to me. As I finally get to eat lunch finally and enjoy it in peace.
After lunch, we had english and like always, I'm paired with Chad. Im left with all the work, while he goofs off. What makes it worse, is having to do this as homework.
As I waited for my mom to pick me up after school, here comes Chad.
"You gotta help me ace this test," he said, "no scratch that-you ARE gonna help me ace this."
"Why should I?" I retaliated, "you always leave me with all the work."
He then was about to hit me, when my mom pulled up. He then straightens up my collar and smiles.
"Maybe I should come over to your house," he said, "itll force you to do it for me!"
Mom rolls down her window and looks Chad up and down. Smiling politely.
"Who is this Robert?" mom asked.
I tried to get into the car, but Chad leaned in and blocked my attempts to get in the car.
"Chad Parker madame," he said with fake hospitality, "friends with your son here."
He slaps my back again. She looks at me for a moment, as if seeking clarification.
