I Own His Bracelet

Birthday

I step inside the class and see many students already inside. It is still 07:30 a.m. So, teacher won't come until at 08 a.m. I walk over my place and put the bag on the ground next to my chair.

I look on my desk. It is a letter and a small box. I smile. Smile again. I look around. I don't see anybody looking at me. I look at the presents and take first the letter.

"Dear Demira. You're some how stupid but sometimes sweet for giving us your food. You're somehow useless but sometimes good that you're here for giving us your homework. That's the only reason that you're useful for. Happy fucking shitty birthday and don't forget next time to change your clothes." I only take a deep breath and my whole mood changed.

I smile and look over the small box. I take and open it. It is a small bracelet. It has a small pink butterfly in the middle. I roll it over my left wrist and look around again. I don't see anyone looking at me.

I take my things and walk out of this class without looking at anybody. I run behind the school and I sit on a big stone which was there next to school wall. The tears roll of my eyes. I look up at some flowers which were here around this stone. Yes, behind school we have a lot of grass.

I see a small yellow butterfly fly to a rose. It is so sweet. With tears on my cheeks, I stand up and walk close to the butterfly. I look at it and it looks exactly the same butterfly that I was supposed to keep looking at them with Gray. The butterflies we tried to catch were exactly like this one. Yellow.

I take my schoolbag and pull out my school lunch. It is a sandwich with a cut apple in some pieces. I take the sandwich and take the first bite. I look over at the sky. All blue and already the early sun shining.

I eat and eat with tears in my eyes. Still crying. After I finished my food, I take the bottle with water of my bag and drink it until I don't have any place in my stomach anymore.

I stand up and wipe my tears. I walk back to my class. I look at the clock and now it's the right time for teacher to come. I look at the bracelet and smile. I look at Gray who is already looking at me. He is looking serious deep inside my eyes and he moved his head away.

Gray

I came early to school today. It's Demira's birthday. Demira. My old best friend. The only one who knows me. I take of my bag a small box and a letter. I know this is unfriendly what I wrote but I don't want her to know that I gave her that. I don't want her to know that I thought about her. And I don't want her to know that I still love her.

I wanted to become the popular boy in this school. I listened to the others and left Demira alone. She's sweet and friendly. I actually never take her food, drink or anything. That does Lena. But if I tell her not to do that, she'll know that I like Demi and I don't. I'll be unpopular and... I-...

I put the things on her desk and walk out. I hope nobody won't find it out.

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We were already inside the class. And I see everybody already wondering of who the presents are. They are all asking each other but... I gave it to her. Yes! Me.

Demira walks inside all serious actually. It's her birthday. I wonder if she has get anything already. I sometimes still see her wearing my old clothes that I gave her. Her parents never treated her right. Only because she's a woman.

She looks over the her desk and smiles. She looked around and I knew that, so I moved my head away. She looked back at the things and her smile faded. I'm sorry!

"What's that shit?" Lena went to ask her. This bitch! "Birthday present," Demira fake smiles. "Who would even give you gifts? Ouuu, poor girl. She has gave it to herself. She thought that she's going to play cool in front of us." Lena spoke to us.

Demira fake smiled and packed her things. She went outside. I wait some seconds and tell my guys that I'm going to the toilet.

I follow Demira. I see her look at the butterfly and tears in her eyes. "God please forgive me if I've done anything bad at anybody. I really want to have some peace in my life. I really want to have somebody who understands me. I need somebody to hold myself on it and not just...

She starts eating her food quickly. I know that this is the only food she gets the whole day. So, I'm proud of her. I'm proud that she's eating it right now. I can see the way she looks at the sky and the tears flow down her neck. I can see the way she swallows her food and wipe her tears.

She dank some water and I see her already packing her things. I run back to the class.

Right after some minutes. She walks inside acting that she's ok and that it didn't happen anything.

I always cared. I do care and I would care for her. I- I love her.