She's here

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Before I walked out of English Mr. Baldwin stopped me. I glared at him, waiting for him to say something. He was quiet for a few seconds before he sighed and gave me a sympathetic look.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm used to people like Jordan." I said with nod.

"You shouldn't have to be used to people like him at all. Homophobic people are just looking for a reason to hate someone for being different." he said, shaking his head.

"I know, which is why I don't mind them." I said with a shrug. "Thanks for sticking up for me."

"No problem. Just let me know if someone like Jordan bothers you again. I knew a person who almost killed himself over bullies like Jordan, and I want to make sure that nothing like that ever happens again." He said, patting my shoulder.

"Thanks, Mr. Baldwin. That means a lot to me." I said with a smile.

I walked out of English and went to my next period class. Ap Chemistry. I made sure to put my earphones in while I walked the hallways.

Mr. Baldwin was a nice guy and so far a great teacher. He wasn't bad looking either. I felt bad for the person who almost killed their self over bullies. Things like that made me get heated.

People thinks it's okay to bully someone who's different from everybody else, and then when a bully pushes their victim too far the bully doesn't understand the concept of suicide, doesn't fully understand that they took away a life of a person. I couldn't stand people like that.

Honeslty it felt the Salem Witch Trails to me. The Homophobic people were the Reverend Parris and Abigail Williams, and the gay people were every innocent person accused of being a witch.

I sighed to myself and fetched my phone. I was about to click it open before I ran into a girl.

"I'm so sorry, please forgive me." I said.

"Daniel?" the girl asked, her voice sounding so familiar.

That's when I realized who the girl was. It was Jasmine.

"Jasmine! Hey!" I said, smiling.

"How are you, wih everything from yesterday?" She asked.

"I'm fine. I've been thinking about what you said to me, about how I'm always loved. It's been helping me through today. Thank you for that by the way." I said.

"No problem. I'm here to help you, and be a friend to you." She said, smiling.

Jasmine, she's an amazing girl, it's too bad that I like guys because I would date her. She's nice and kind, and sweet, and just simply amazing. She's like my mom, but not as old.

"Thank you, Jasmine. So much, for everything." I said, and the warning bell rang.

She grabbed my phone and gave it back a few seconds later, "I added my number. Let me know when you want to hang out or just talk." she said before leaving.

I went to my next period smiling. Jasmine was my friend, and school was bearable. Finally.

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