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*Sigh* Yeah I guess so.
Eric! The bins go out on Tuesdays, not Thursdays!
Speaking of bins, is that where you got those ratchety clothes from?
Eric pushed his way off the morning bus and dragged himself into the hallways of the school. Another day, another miserable experience.
As he goes to his locker, he passes the usual Scalp and Tyrece, who aren't even making an effort to hide themselves talking all sorts about him. Suddenly, they start walking up to him.
Scalp grabs his shoulder and they start ripping into him over his, well what's supposed to be a school bag. Of course his choice or actually lack thereof choice of clothing was another thing they couldn't resist.
Ugh, don't worry mama, it doesn't matter.
I can tell something's bothering you. What's up hon?
Eric was getting sick of them. They would get at this every single day every chance they got. From his perspective, it'd be petty to even try and get help, who cares if he's being made fun of?
After a melancholy walk home, he arrived at the back door to his house. Taking the main route wouldn't be worth it, because Scalp and Tyrece would totally be waiting for him there. They were honestly relentless.
At dinner, Eric's mum could tell something was up. She was going to get to the bottom of it.

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