Bullies

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"Aren't people with glasses supposed to be smart?"
He giggles...

A boy- or should i say a asshole comes in the class. Diamonds on shoes, necklace, shirt, basically he has diamonds on everything that dosent usually have them. I look at him, for some reason he looks back and says "what you looking at trash" i look behind me to see if there's a mirror behind me "hmm there dosent seem to be a mirror behind me" i look back at him and i already see him being angry.

I smile at him, he comes closer and looks at the boy. I look at the boy and his face... like he was about to cry. "Hey cutie i see you have some soft hair, oh wait i forgot your a boy ewwww" what is his problem? he walks away with a smile "i'll going to my desk now" HE NEEDS HELP "hey you can sit next to me if you want there's no one sitting next to me" i smile at him, he smiles back (a forced smile) he grabs his backpack and starts walking to his desk "no thanks." I- why am i angry? IM NOT ANGRY? ITS OKAY THAT HE REJECTED MY REQUEST. The teacher walks in, class starts.

1 hour....
2 hour....
3 hour....
4 hour....
5 hour.....
6 hour.....

Finally bell rings, school is over. I start packing my bag. The boy.... the boy..... THE BOY WHAT IS HIS NAME? Where is he by the way i can maybe walk him home- oh never mind he already left...

My house is pretty close, i'll come home and play some games. "Mom i'm home!" hm i guess she's not home, i guess i'll go to my room. i'll play this one. Jump, jump, down,left,right
T-THE BOY!
huh-
I LOST!
i'll go to sleep.

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