The Story Behind my Eyeglasses

Chapter 7

"People are already asking me who the girl in the picture I posted in Facebook is." We were on the road to school because Jace chose to pick us up this morning and Luke informed us, more like updated us, with the picture – my picture.

"I've read the comments last night, dude." Jace is currently driving and beside him is Luke browsing his Facebook on his phone while I'm alone at the back seat, eyes out the window, trying to ignore the two guys in front of me who are about to talk about me again. "They want to know who the mysterious girl Luke Wilder posted in Facebook is." His eyebrows bobbed up and down while looking at me via the rearview mirror.

"If you don't want to be bullied, Chris, you can do something about it," Luke suddenly spurted out of nowhere. That was totally not related to my picture in Facebook. I groaned and slapped my forehead because I thought this was over after talking about it last night while we were sitting outside Luke's house drinking beer – I didn't drink, honestly.

"Yeah, you can just change your image. Just be the girl who went with us at the beach and at the diner. You look much better, I swear." Jace is consistently adding and agreeing into everything Luke says about me. He's like the ever supportive wing man and I feel irritated about it at times and I sometimes get the urge to choke the both of them to death.

"We have talked about this. And this is my image." I emphasized what I said by pointing my index finger at myself from head to toe before I shook my head, trying to get rid of the irritation building up in my system right at this moment towards my friends. Apparently, I know why they're doing this. They know how I'm being treated at school and they want to put a stop into this. I appreciate what they're doing but they're overreacting about it.

We finally arrived at school and I can't help but feel very thankful of getting out of Jace's car. I left the two of them still bickering about something I didn't pay attention about and marched straight towards my locker, grabbed my books, and walked with my head down to my room. It's quite weird that no one bumped into me on the way to my locker and to my room because usually Larsen does that, it's like his habit or way to pleasure the little girl inside him.

And as Luke opened the door to our room, a couple of guys from our class approached him with sly smiles pasted on their disgusting faces. They seem to be asking the bad boy some questions and he keeps on smirking at them like a pedophile. I sighed. Maybe it's something about a girl, which I have no concern of whatsoever. They can drown in their own little world and I'll worry about drowning in mine.

Apparently, no one has seen Christian Larsen at campus today and the nerds – including me – can breathe easy today. Minnie seems to be off the bully radar today and I can't be happier about this fact. Maybe Tuesday is the make-the-nerds-happy-and-feel-lucky day.

While I was eating lunch at the library – secretly and as usual – the two annoying guys which happened to have names such as Luke and Jace came smiling at me while they were both eating apples. What do they want now?

"We're here to talk to you about something interesting, Chris," Jace started and I just rolled my eyes before he could even continue and held up both of my hands just in front of their faces.

"If it's about me and my way of life, I don't want to hear it. I've had enough of you barking at my ear about how I chose to wear hideous clothes and glasses which is totally irrelevant because I don't have eye problems." I ranted and both of them were speechless – for about a couple of seconds – before they started to snicker and tried to fight their urge to laugh like hyenas in a library. I guess I made the wrong move to conclude everything in one take.