How Playing Pokemon Ruined My Life.

The first day of high school. I was sitting on a bench, just outside my school, playing Pokemon Soul Silver on my DS. I was approached by a couple upperclassman girls. One of them asked me, "is that a DS?" I replied "yes" she then asked, "aren't you a little too old?" I answered "I don't think it's possible to grow out of Pokemon." they all chuckled, "my 10 year old brother outgrew Pokemon" I said " probably because he wasn't around to witness Kanto." they whispered amongst each other and they all grinned. They dragged me over to a fence that borders the track. One of the girls said, "we know how to handle nerds like you" they all took turns yanking on my bran new Whitey tighteys. The first bell rung so they hung me on the fence, and ran off laughing historically. One of the girls came running back, I thought she was going to get me down. She grabbed my DS out of my pocket and threw it on the roof of the school. I then realized, high school was going to suck. About 15 minutes later, my underwear ripped. I was walking through the halls of the school, shamefully. I walk past the janitor's office. I remembered that the janitor's office at the middle school had a ladder that lead to the roof. I peek in and a sudden burst of relief ran through me. I was going to see my beautiful Pokemon again. I climb the ladder and I find my DS, I climb back down to see the custodian standing there with his arms crossed. I told him what happened. He chuckled and said, next time, have me go up there for you and you might want to tell the principle before this gets worse. I just kinda shook it off and got back to class. As I entered, the entire class starts laughing. I am embarrassed and the teacher says" just take your seat" at the end of the day, I rushed home and put on some underwear. My older brother dragged me outside and I saw the girls I met earlier. My bro said "I will let you guys talk it out" he ran back inside and locked the door. One of them said, "well if it isn't the Pokemon nerd?" and they started to pound me and beat me up. They topped it off with a huge wedgie. Lifted my underwear to my neck. They brought me to my house, rang the doorbell and ran. My brother opened the door and laughed at me while I was fixing my wedgie, getting myself up off the ground and wiping tears from my face. Needless to say, I never brought a video game to school since then.