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It was three am as I wrote this guy, named Clay, from my chemistry class a message because I was bored. He responded with: "Why are you texting me at three am?"

I wrote him that I was bored and put my phone away.

The next day, he and his friends were waiting for someone and Clay saw me and was angry. He told something his friends and all of them were getting into my direction so I panicked and couldn't move.

But than I saw my friends are coming my direction too because they saw me and knew I was in trouble. They came and stood in front of me to protect me. But Clay and his friends were more than mine so they made a circle around us.

A teacher saw this and stopped the whole thing before it escalated. At this point I saw a new member in their group. It was a cute boy with a beany on his head and I could see a bit of brown hair.

Then he looked at me and I looked away immediately. It was so embarrassing to stare at a boy that first tried to beat the shit out of you for I didn't know what and than stare at him like I was hypnotized or something.

I was thinking so much that I didn't realize that he was laughing and telling his friends that I was staring at him. I just wanted to go home and cry in my bed under my blanket and never come out. I get to my friends that are about to go with me to the other side of the school. As I was in the arms of my friend Alina I started to cry and she knew exactly why.  She cheered me up and said helpful words to me. It was better and I wasn't crying that hard anymore and turned around to look what he was doing.

I saw that his friends were laughing at me and he played as if he was laughing too. But then the boy saw that I was looking at him and he stopped laughing for some reason. I turned around and cried again very hard as the day went on and some weeks.

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