Sincerely Yours, The Emo Freak

3. Lunch

I wasn't sure where I should sit at lunch. There was the popular table with Nina, Jeremy, and lots of other people. Then there was the geeky table. Of course every table has a group of sporty people, the goody-goodies, the perverts, and the people that just sat anywhere. Where should I sit?

I started to feel a rush of anxiety fall over me. Luckily there was an empty table more towards the back of the lunchroom. I sat down. When I looked up, the popular table was staring at me. Nina mouths a word at me:freak. Her smile evil as ever. Nina, you bitch.

She started to say something else. She pointed at me. All her friends laughed. I must be amusing. I never thought I would be her target. What did I ever do to her? Well, I guess there was one thing. In fifth grade, I had spilled paint on Nina's white dress. But it was an accident though. I guess she never forgave me.

I aimlessly staring out the window when a sudden voice startled me.

"Hey," I turned to see a guy standing in front of the table with his tray of food. "Can I sit here?" What? I gave him a puzzling look.

"Uh, sure...I guess." He smiled and sat down across from me. Looking past his head, I could see Nina and her friends giggling at me. A sudden anger grew inside me.

"Did she send you over here to mess with me?" He gave me a look of confusion.

"Who?"

"Don't play dumb, you know who I'm talking about."

"No seriously, who are you talking about?"

"Nina you little shit!" The guy looked at me as if his feelings had been hurt. He was telling the truth wasn't he? I placed my head in my hands and let out a long sigh.

"Jeez, I'm sorry. I thought Nina sent you to pester me." A smile spread across his face.

"It's no problem." He extended a hand from across the table. "I'm Cory." I hesitantly reached my arm across the table.

"Cassie."

"I'm new here so I really don't know anybody." Cory had a clean haircut with the front combed and gelled up. He had on a blue t-shirt and pair of black skinny jeans. His eyes were a striking mix of brown and green.

"You look popular," I started. "How come you don't got sit with them?" I said gesturing to Nina's table.  Cory turned to look back at Nina.

"Them? Nah, they seem like total douche bags to me." He said. I let out a little giggle.

"You're not the only one then."