I’m back sooner than I thought! Not sure how regular posts are gonna be but I had some sudden inspiration to get a bit of work done on this story! Hope y’all enjoy!
Also, C/W: Use of ableist slurs towards POV character in this one.
There’s something wrong with me.
Of course the doctors already told me that last winter – ADHD – but now it’s SOMETHING ELSE wrong. So that’s TWO things wrong with me. At least.
Mom and Dad did everything I wanted this time cos I wrote all those dumb notes to their friends. The toys were pretty cool and I guess I kinda felt bad…
Anyway then Dad made lasagne and brownies before Mom came home from putting Farrah at Auntie Kaylyn’s. So it was just us! We played loads of games…
I got to eat loads of food and have soda!
But it still felt kind of lame because the triplets weren’t there. I’ve known them forever but they’re really smart and I’m just NOT, even if Mom says I am. Whatever. Anyway, the triplets are always busy or maybe they just don’t wanna be around me cos I’m dumb but either way it makes me super lame.
Mom and Dad always taught me to be nice to everyone but all the kids in school just laughed at me. But then the triplets didn’t so I hung out with them for AGES but now I can’t anymore I guess. Boo.
So I got sad at my new party and I didn’t wanna say anything but I think Mom noticed. She always figures out things like this and talks lots about feelings crap. I thought she was gonna do it but then she didn’t. I bet she does it tomorrow though.
I don’t wanna have a talk! I just wanna be left alone! I want the triplets to want to hang out with me again! And I want mom and dad to stop fighting with each other! I can hear them downstairs. Farrah’s gonna wake up even though Mom said she needs to sleep lots cos she’s small.
…I guess I can just sit with her until it stops.
“Dad says we’re moving.” Baxter always talks first.
“Something to do with Dad’s work.” Sadie said. “So we’re going to live in Riverview and go to school there. Sorry.”
Flint shrugged. “Eh. It’ll probably be fun. I wanna get out of here anyway. Dad said we should tell you though.”
“Well…thanks.” I couldn’t even talk right. Like Farrah. Even if the triplets talk about stuff I don’t understand and kinda laugh when I fail my homeworks because I forgot to do it or got distracted and did the wrong thing…I don’t want them to go! Who ELSE is there at school?
“Anyway,” Sadie started going through Mom and Dad’s bookshelf and I didn’t know what to say! Mom always muttered angry stuff when I let them near it cos they take forever to give back her books. “Did your parents get anything new? I don’t get allowance until next week.”
“We can’t take those, remember Sadie? Cos we’re gonna leave and we can’t steal Mrs Hayes’ books.” said Baxter.
“Oh.” Sadie frowned and put the book back. “What are we supposed to do then?”
“I guess we’re gonna go home then.” Flint rifled through the stuff on the TV stand. “Where’s your phone?”
“Kitchen.” I mumbled. Why can’t I talk right? Am I stupid? “But…you guys don’t have to go! We can play this new game I got – you have to put together a robot and-”
“I can assemble a real circuit at home.” Baxter interrupted. “We’ll just go. See ya round, Eli.”
But I was NEVER gonna see them again. I just knew it.
There’s sooooo many things on my stupid noticeboard! Cos I gotta go to school for fifth grade today and it’s the first day. Don’t really wanna go to fifth grade. Four grades is enough.
Mom just rolled her eyes and gave me a bowl of weird oatmeal. I wanna decorate the table with it like Farrah is but Mom isn’t very happy right now. So I’ll try and eat SOME.
“Eli…” Crap. There’s the I’m-mom-and-I-ruin-everything voice. “You – well, you don’t have time now.” At least she took away the gross oatmeal. But I had to put my book back and she said I couldn’t take it to school cos I’d just read it in class and not pay attention and forget things like I apparently always do which is what she said. Maybe I do, I dunno.
“Hey. Spaz. Hey! Are you listening to me?” Casey yelled, waving his hand in my face. I thought he was gonna punch me. It’s so not fair! I WAS listening! I was just thinking as well.
Liane and Aaron were giggling from across the classroom. The four of us are the ‘problem students’ according to every teacher ever but I’m not a problem on purpose like them! Anyway we all get paired together for work and stuff and it’s BAD.
“Spaz!” Casey shoved me in the shoulder. Mom and Dad gave me a big lecture when I shoved him out of the chair last time so I didn’t do it this time. But I was so mad.
“Eli’s such a retard.” Liane snickered.
I hate fifth grade already. Mom said it’s too soon to say that cos it’s only been three days but I definitely hate it! Lots of kids, not just Aaron and Casey and Liane, call me ‘spaz’ and ‘retard’ now. I KNOW those are way worse than ‘weirdo’ or ‘dummy’. Doctor Jay said they shouldn’t be calling me that but what does he do anyway? He’s not here. He can’t make it stop.
No-one did anyway even before they all told me about this ADHD thingy. The triplets used to just stand there.
I guess they weren’t very nice friends. I said it to Mom in the summer and she made a huge deal and told me I could make better ones.
None of the other kids want to be ’round me anyway.
On Thursday I decided I was sick of this CRAP. So after Dad dropped me off I acted like I was gonna go sign in at school but then I RAN down four blocks to the old park. I don’t wanna be in school if everyone’s gonna be mean and my teachers make me work with Aaron or Casey or Liane.
“Scram, kid.” said some way older boy. Even older than Colton and…Kaylyn’s daughter. I forgot again.
“Aww.” This girl was COOING like people do to Farrah!
I scowled. I’m not a baby!…Although I nearly cried last night so maybe I am.
“How old is this brat? Seven? Eight?”
“I’m ten!” I protested. I’m not THAT small! Or a brat…that’s Farrah!
They all started jeering. “Ooh, ten! You’re really long in the tooth, kid!” What does that even mean? I touched my mouth and my teeth were still the right size. What?
I ignored them and started playing on the monkey bars. They actually started being kinda nice and the girl said I was strong. And nobody called me mean names or made me do work or got annoyed when I didn’t do things in the ‘proper order’ like it says on my noticeboard.
I decided I would stay there until lunch! PE is in the afternoons and I’m not bad at that and the mean kids pick on the REALLY weak kids instead of me.
Dad asked me if I had a good day. I actually did…but parents ruin everything so I’m not telling him WHY I did cos I know it’s against the dumb rules. I’m totally going back to the park though!