A girl from my class, with two black ponytails, a plaid dress, and white cloth stockings, fell on the ground sobbing after she scraped her knee.An adult "saw" the incident happening and turned upset real quick. My heart sank because I knew she thought I was the one who pushed her even though that wasn't the case.
"You pushed Tracy? How could you do such a thing?"
A kid who I assumed was the same kid who made me lose my balance on purpose, was now on the other side of the courtyard.
"Yeah, we saw her pushing her"
One of the adults knelt beside the girl, and checked to see how bad her knee was. Sure enough, it was bleeding.
After tending to the problem, and fixing it, she glared at me, which made me feel totally uncomfortable.
"I am so infuriated with you!" She yelled at me, and I was trying with every ounce of my being to not break down even though the insides of me were shaking like crazy.
I looked at the kid who intentionally made me look like I was the bad person, smirking with his friends, while laughing and pointing at me.
If I wasn't in a school setting, I would most certainly choke him. He definitely deserves it after what he did. I looked at Evan for support, and the only expression I got from him was a blank stare .
While choking back my tears, my eyes turning into two sparkly puddles, I mouthed to Evan, 'I didn't even do anything!'
He mouthed back 'I know, I saw him put his hand on you'
Although I didn't say any actual words, my throat felt like it was closing up on me.
"Everyone, we all have to go back inside. You can all thank Minerva for it"
Every single kid crossed their arms, and glared at me.
"Thanks a lot, Minerva"
I tried my hardest to not make my tears fall down, but I had no success in doing so. Evan looked like he was about to punch someone. "Minerva had nothing to do with this! I saw everything that happened!"
One of the authority figures wasn't having any of it.
"Why should we believe you? You love her, of course you're going to take her side"
While no one was looking, Evan gave the deadliest glare at the kid who got everyone to believe what happened was my fault and that I did it intentionally.
It's nice to know that at least one person is on my side, even if it feels like the rest of the world is against me.
While we were all making our way inside, a kindergarten class came out. The teacher for that class, Miss Alingail, made light conversation with one of our teachers.
"Is everything all right out here? I heard some loud crying coming all the way from my classroom!"
"Yeah, as of the moment, everything is fine. It's just Minerva pushed Tracy a few minutes ago"
"That's so horrible! Why would she do something like that?"
"I don't know"
Evan clenched his teeth, his face so red that it looked like lava flowing abruptly through his pores.
I mean, I was getting accused of something I never done, he had every right to be angry.
Next scene
I was sitting in front of the principal and she had a stern expression on her face.
"I gave you so many chances"
"What are you even talking about? I never even done anything" my voice was cracking and I felt my breathing getting rapid.
"What you did today was completely unacceptable. I can't believe you would push such an innocent and adorable young girl"
I never pushed her and being accused of doing so made me so angry because at the time, I was looking at Evan, who is such a sweet boy who never hurt anyone a day in his life.
"I was daydreaming. I didn't pay attention to my surroundings and out of nowhere, I felt a hand on my back, which made me lose my balance, and the girl tripped in front of me, that's what actually happened. After that, the kid who made me lose my balance, laughed and pointed at me with his other friends. I'm telling the truth"
"Wait, so you want me to feel sorry? Boo hoo"
My breathing was getting unstable, my heartbeat was beating ten times as fast, and I felt my throat getting tight.
I was hyperventilating and shaking like I was in the Arctic.
"I'm calling your mom"
After everyone being extremely angry with me, including my classmates, and on top of it, my own mom not even believing my side, I was so filled with bottled up anger, that I quickly rushed out the door, feeling static in my throat from all the crying I did.
My vision was blurry from my tears, and I wiped my snots with my shirt sleeve so no one could see how dumb and gross I look.
I walked hurriedly to the nearest wall, leaned against it and then collapsed, crying into my knees which were pushed against my chest.
I was shaking terribly, but why would anyone care, besides Evan, of course?
"Minerva?"
I knew that voice right away, it was sweet like nectar and calming like rain. The voice belonged to Evan.
"Oh my god! Minerva!"
He kneeled to be at my level, and tried his best to calm me down.
"What's wrong? You're shaking like crazy. Minerva, look at me"
My breathing wasn't normal and it didn't match in tune with my heart beat. I looked at Evan and his facial expression broke my heart. He loves me so much, that my pain is his pain.
"Minerva, you're gonna be okay. I'm here with you, you're safe. You don't have to worry about me yelling at you"
I was trembling in his arms, and after a few seconds, I felt a little better.
"Do you feel better?" He spoke to me softly and sweetly, which was a nice break from all the yelling I was getting.
"Yeah" my voice was still cracking.
"I can't imagine if I was in your position right now. It must have really hurt you when everyone thought you were the one responsible for what happened earlier"
"When I was at the principal's office she asked me how I could push such an adorable and innocent young girl and then when I told her my side of the story, she said boo hoo"
"I'm sorry that nobody is taking your side. It's not right. You're innocent"
"And what about me? I was adorable and innocent when I was looking at you. It's not fair, he should feel bad for what he did to me"
Evan intertwined my hand with his, and he kissed me on the cheek.
"He had no right or business in doing what he did to you. He should feel guilty after the emotional pain he caused you"
"Evan, you're everything to me. I don't know what I would do without you"
We exchanged smiles, and I just love him, like so much.
YOU ARE READING
All You Need is Acceptance
Short StoryMinerva Manchester, an 11-12 year old girl living in Berlin NH falls for an 11 year old boy named Evan Butterfield at her school, but the only catch is that her feelings towards him aren't in the traditional sense that everyone else feels.