I walk into English and plop into my seat. Pulling out my laptop, I sigh as my teacher lectures me about my papers that are due. "If youve already finished, do something productive." nah..
*New Message: badboi*
I look around the room at my class. Everyone is typing away on thier computers. I look back down at mine.
Badboi30: Hey!
You: Hi!
Badboi30: saw you were from England, we have something in common!
You: You live in England?
Badboi30: Of course. Where you from?
You: Bradford, u?
Badboi30: Bradford. What school do you go to?
You: Isnt that a little creepy?
Badboi30: Yeah I guess.
You: lol who are you? Whats your name?
Badboi30: Thats a secret.
You: Why?
Badboi30: Because then, I wont be able to say anything that I want to say to you. I like being anonymous. It gives me power to say anything I want. Its embarrassing if I know who you are.
You: Well, whatre you doing right now?
Badboi30: Nothing, Ive finished what Im supposed to be doing. Do you think I know you?
You: Not many people do. Im not very popular.
I stare at my hands as I think about how many people I wished to be friends with. maybe if I werent so shy ... and a total outcast.. Im pretty much that
