𝑊ℎ𝑦 𝑑𝑜 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ？

𝑃𝑇．9

I decided if he was gonna be a bitch, then I could be one too.

For the rest of class I avoided conversation, or even communication at all. He seemed to be doing the same. I had my head in my arms on the table without realising he had passed me a note, he poked me on the shoulder and pointed to it.

I opened it and it read 'are you ignoring me?' I rolled my eyes and hesitantly wrote back, 'could ask you the same thing.' I threw it so that it had just bounced off the table and he would have to stand up to go get it. I saw him reading it as he came and sat back down, he pulled his pen back out and I didn't even look at what he was writing.

I felt something light hit my head and he tried not to burst out laughing. I opened the note and it had written- 'okay. I'm ignoring you because I have a girlfriend now?" I scoffed as the teacher turned to look at me, "care to share with the class?" I saw him smiling as if he felt accomplished, he was the type of teacher to get in everyone's business.

"Care to suck my dick?"

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. You fat shit." I stood up and swung my bag over my shoulder, getting ready to leave.

He pointed to the door and looked pissed off, "get out of my classroom now! We do not need that behaviour in my class." Everyone around the room was trying not to laugh, I was wondering if Robin was holding back a laugh or not, but I couldn't be bothered looking.

"Great. So instead of one person in this class that doesn't want to see my face, it's everyone? Glad to know you all hate me, go get fucked every one of you!" I yelled as I walked backwards out of the classroom, with my middle finger up.

I was just walking out the door, still facing inside the classroom when I met eyes with Robin. Everyone was dying in their seats, but he looked like he had just seen a ghost. Probably mad cause I called him out.

As soon as I exited the room I ran down the hallway as fast as I could. I was laughing so hard that I forgot why I even left in the first place, then my mind went back to him.

God, why did everything suddenly have to be about him? Why was he brought into every conversation I had? How come he randomly became the first thing I thought of when I woke up? Or the last thing I thought of when I went to bed? I wasn't falling in love with him, Was I?

I rushed to the principals office and told the office manager what I did. She laughed in my face, "if you really did that why would you be coming in here and telling me? You'd be going anywhere but this office.

"You don't believe me? Check the cameras, classroom A23." I knew I would be in massive trouble, but I just wanted to go home without having another breakdown today.

"Uh huh. Lets see then. I don't even see you in this class!" She said just as I walked in late, she turned up the volume and I heard our conversation but a bit more muffled.

"Y/N Y/L/N! That is very against school rules! You are not allowed to use that language towards a teacher, call your parents and tell them what you did!"

I rang mom, seeing as I didn't have a father figure. "Hey mom— so I was an asshole in school and I need u to come and get me. Thanks." I hung up before she could even reply, and she came storming in minutes later.

"What did you do this time?!" She yanked on my arm, trying to pull me out of the office. "I'll explain in the car, can we just go home?"

I hopped into the car and stared at her, she was waiting for me to say something. I opened my mouth to speak, but nothing came out.

She looked raging mad and I had no idea what to do, I just broke down into tears infront of her. I sat my legs up on the seat and put my head into my kneecaps as I just let it all out. How embarrassing. I was in a school parking lot, bawling my eyes out infront of my mom. I looked up at her and she looked worried, she put her arm around me and I continued sobbing into her shoulder.

I finally gained enough breath and courage to say something, "uh.. remember that arellano kid?.." I started with that, then explained everything that happened. How he started being a dick cause of his girlfriend and how it made me feel.

"Oh honey, if it's really affecting you that much, are you sure he's just a good friend?.."