Art Project

Crowded Room

(Kris)

   Ignoring Tyler wasn't a part of my plan but it was working, I didn't have to talk to him and take the rejection. I felt a little content as long as I stayed away from him, just have to keep my distance.

Staring ahead, I opened the door to my locker only for a bunch of sticky notes to fall out - they're had to be more than fifty!

I looked up to see - not her again.

Remember that bish I poured water on and kissed her cheek so no one would touch her?

Yeah, it was Z.

That one letter named chick who hated my guts.

She was trying to establish something? I don't know, popular kids are weird!

I pouted, I should've never helped her last week. But how couldn't I, she was crying at the park while it was raining.

"You don't have to this ... I-I'm fine." Her voice had cracked at the end as she hid In the only tunnel slide.

   Her blonde hair had been wet, mascara running down her cheeks as she was only in a pair of Pajama shorts and a tank top - everything screamed wrong.

I know that maybe I shouldn't have said anything to her ... she was so horrible to me but at the moment she looked so broken too.

It was like she took off a mask that I'd didn't realize she even had before.

I saw a little part of me in here.

    So, I hugged her. I hugged her and told her everything would be okay. She didn't tell me exactly what had happened, just that things were rough at home.

          All I felt now was rage. I mean, how could she do this to me? I was so nice to her - and - and she ... embarrasses me like this.

In front of everyone.

Everyone's laughing, their voices echoing in my ears as I stare at the giant mess of crumbled up sticky notes in front of me saying things I didn't even know about myself.

I began to feel my face heat up and turn around to face her.

"I'm guessing this was your idea?"

She smirked. "How'd you guess, the pink kiss mark or the 'xoxo, Z' at the end of them all?"

"You know what, Z? I may be a gay queer who acts like he drink ten coffees a day but at least I'm not a heartless ... bitch."

Her face paled. Everyone's face paled. I never cussed.

But everything was horrible.

I'm horrible.

I side stepped and made my way around her, making sure I bumped her shoulder letting the tears finally fall when no one can see my face anymore.

And then I'm alone until second period.

~

A note flicked on my desk - huh? I open it without thinking and smile a little.

What's up, I heard what happened. I'm sorry I wasn't there to slap that blonde leather hag around. -Gay-Bee (; x.

We agreed on nicknames if we ever wrote notes, he didn't like the name "Gabby" as I call him but he changed it up a bit and doesn't really care.