If Only You Could See Through My Eyes

Chapter Three: ALLISON

Chapter Three: ALLISON

I have to work alone on my project, but why would I do it if it would give Tyler lots and lots of points. A lot. I could always make the presentation bad and blame Tyler for it, then he would know I'm not just some stupid little girl who can't do anything. I think I have a plan, to return to Tyler the horrible feelings he had give to me, time for sabotage.

After all these years of crying myself to sleep, I have found an innocent way to sabotage Tyler. I walk up to Tyler to tell him about the "deal" I'd been thinking about.

"Tyler?" I say "Whadaya want retard?" He unsurprisingly replies, "I was thinking for the pr-presentation, we can say you did all the work, I m-mean, won't it be more u-understandable if we tell everyone y-you did the work since I'm a little slow and no-nobody would ever believe it if I did all of the work" I innocently say. I think it was a great idea using things he told me previously, there was no way he would say no to free points for a class he's failing. "You have a point, maybe that brain of yours does work a little bit." He says. Wow this is really worth it. "So its a deal?" I say, he nods. The plan is in motion.

I get home and finally put the presentation together. I hope he tells his little friends he put this presentation together all by himself so he can be humiliated like I have been all these years. It has been, ten, ten years,I'm sixteen! He'll be the one presenting. Thats how it probably would have been anyway because of my speech problem, but knowing Tyler he would have probably made me speak to the class for his own entertainment. I can only hope he'll stop bothering me after this. I really really hope so.

I did make the presentation at least presentable, otherwise it would've really really bothered me. I still wonder what the teacher will think, shes probably gonna think Tyler is an idiot. I forget I'm still at school and I laugh loudly. I ignore the stares I get from many many people, a lot of people. Their eyes all glued on me, why me? I don't know. I try to ignore that i have autism a lot, it feels nice to at least feel normal. I sigh, normal. I'll never be normal.