I was driving by the orange and brown trees. Enjoying the cold cloudy weather. I was wearing my favorite outfit.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I walked into school, and my eyes immediately found him. The one guy every girl wanted. vinnie. Girls were always all over him, and knowing he would never be mine was always sad to think about.
He was the guy who had a lot of friends. I had one friend, and everyone hated me. His eyes immediately found mine, and a soft smile grew across his face. It was the same routine every morning. Our eye contact was interrupted by my only friend pulling me away. "Did you see the way he looked at you?" She asked me lowly.
"What do you mean?" I turned back to look at him, which he was still looking at me. "He never looks at anyone else like that.. only you."
"You're delusional." I stated. But I thought the same thing she was, but I knew I could never be with him. He doesn't want a girl like me. My friend goes her way, and I go mine. A group of boys came up to me. "Hey." They smiled at me. They looked nice. "Hi." I smiled. "You know we're vinnies best friends." They smirked. "Cool." I chuckled.
I didn't really care, but I didn't want to be rude. "Wearing stuff like that is gonna get you pinned against the bathroom door." I looked up at them in disgust. But before they walked away, they kicked the back of my foot and tried to trip me. Luckily, I caught myself. I walked to class embarrassed. I was now terrified of them and what they might do to me.
They've always looked at me in a weird sexual way, but I never wore anything revealing like that. Throughout the entire period, I kept thinking about the way vinnie looked at me. I didn't even realize the bell rang, until everybody got up and started leaving. I had to walk across the entire school, which took at least 5 minutes.
But I bumped into those same guys who are now circled around me. I couldn't walk forward or backwards. "No guys gonna want a girl who wears stuff like that.." they whispered. I couldn't move as they still had a circle around me. "I just need to get to class.." by then everybody was in class. It was just the 5 of us.
"Come on, slut.. do it.. you know you want one of us." They pushed me, falling back onto one or them. "You think you look good in that top, too? You got not tits, and your stomach is way too big!" They laughed. My arms went around my stomach, and a few tears went down my cheek. But before they continued, someone yelled at them.
"leave her alone!" that sounded like.. vinnie? But I've only heard him talk maybe once or twice near me. They all turned around, leaving a space open for me to see who it was. It was him. Vinnie. One guy put his arm around me. "Are you gonna be a slut for him too? Huh? You know he doesn't like girls with small tits and big stomachs." He stated loudly.
Vinnie removed his arm from me, and stood in front of me. "What did she do to you?" They didn't say anything. He unzipped his large black jacket, and handed it to me. "Thank you." I whispered. "Why are you trying to hide what you were just trying to show off huh?" One of the guys said. "She's comfortable, and you seem to be bothered by it. She's not doing anything except trying to go to class. You keep harassing her." He stated.
"She's not fat, and it doesn't matter wether she has breasts or not. She's not a slut, she's a beautiful woman. And you immature dicks don't know how to handle that. And you don't even know me to say what kind of girls I like. Maybe I do like her. I like her the way she is, and she doesn't need to change anything." He grabbed the end of my fingertips, and pulled me away from them.
"Are you okay?" "yeah.. thanks for that." I smiled up at him. "don't worry about it.. I'm sorry they said those things to you."
"How are you not cold?" He chuckled. "It's hot in like every class.. they have the heaters on." I laughed. "Sit with me." He stated. We have second period together. "Okay." I smiled at him again. We went into class, and I sat with him. The teacher was whatever about everything, as long as we got our work done she didn't care.
Vinnie made me laugh majority of the class period. "do you think i can get your number?" he asked me. I was hesitant because boys like him are players. "im not who you think I am.." he chuckled. "what do you mean?"
"im not the type of guy who just goes around dating different girls every week.. I look for something serious, I don't look just to screw around. If im into you, im into you, and will treat you how you deserve to be treated. And im not friends with everybody, I'm not the 'popular' guy you think I am. The guys who surround you, yes. They are, but im just like you. I don't like having a lot of friends. 2 or 3 are all i need." I've never heard someone say that to me before. I've always been played, so my trust issues were pretty high. Knowing he isn't who I thought he was made this 100 times better
