She's still standing.

3. Did he notice?

Ch.3
Everyone cleared the hallway. Noah and I were still standing there. I didn't care if I was late to class. And obviously either did he. I said to him:

"maybe you should try to--"
He cut me off and said

"I don't give a crap about the shitty advice you could give me."
I got really hot all of a sudden, I don't know if it was what he said it because I was wearing a long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt. I rolled up my sleeves a little.
I said:

"I just wanna help you. I mean, er, not help umm..." I was confusing myself now. I thought and then I spoke.
"Just don't bully anymore, okay?" I said shyly. "It's better for you and others. You won't go to detention. And kids and their parents will not have to worry anymore."

He said:
"I didn't think of it that way. But why should I be worried about them?"

I tried to think of a way to put it as simply as I could.

"Kids don't get bullied, parents don't find out, parents don't tell the principal." I said hoping he'd understand.

"Oh, oh!" He said "that makes sense. I hate detention, it's the worst."

"I know, I've been there once or twice or twenty times." I said laughing.

"Yeah, me too." he said.

"Well, I better get to class" I said.

"Me too. Bye." He said as he waved to me. I slowly got smaller and smaller to him. As I was walking away I heard him say:
"What are those things on her arms..?"
I panicked and walked faster so he wouldn't stop me. I pulled my sleeves down and walked into the classroom.