Confessions of a teenage bystander.

Chapter 2

"Wait, how do you know?" He wondered. 

"I...ah used to be one of them..And also im used to it." I shrugged. 

"What do you mean? Does this happen a lot?" He sounded disgusted. I shyed down. Embarrassed by his concern. 

"Uh yeah..listen I got to go. You know dripping in coke and all!" I spun into the bathroom. I never had a care in the world what people thought. Normally it would be nothing to do with me. Why all of a sudden did he have to care? It made me feel guilty for allowing myself to be the target of non-stop humiliation.

I gripped the sides of the sink. I stared into the mirror. Looking at myself. Really looking at who I was. I liked who I was and I wasn't going to change that for anybody. I've lived being some one else for too long. I won't go back! I washed myself. Basically jumping in the shower in the change rooms. What did it matter? I was already soaked. I just didn't want to be sticky.

I let my hair flow over my chest to drain out the coke. Basically I felt clean. I stumbled out to be swarmed by a large group of minors heading to their next class. Dripping down leaving a trail of puddle water from my direction. As I passed people they were startled with shock at the sight of me. I swung my locker door open. Not caring if anyone got hit in the process. 

"Owwww what was that for?" I turned to see Jason rubbing his shoulder. 

"Oh sorry" I pouted. He stood there staring me down. I felt like I was shrinking. I shut my locker and scooted around him to walk off. Most of the students were already in there class. He followed close behind me. I sped up the pace a little and so did he.

My speed increased with every step until I came to a sudden halt and turned. Only to be knocked to ground with a heavy lump on top of me. I tried to push him off but I was too weak. Jason had a smirk on his face. 

"Oww" I groaned. 

"Ohh sorry" He laughed. He still layed there with me pinned down. I rolled my eyes and tried to get up. It was impossible. He stared at me. 

"WHAT" I asked irritated. His smile grew larger. 

"You!" He mused. 

"What about me?" I asked skeptically. 

"You...Interest me!" Okay that's a little weird. 

"Uh explain?" I pleaded. 

"You're different" He shrugged pulling me up with him. 

"And...." I lingered. 

"Nothing you just don't act like most girls. Most girls are stunning and they want to look good!" Ouch that hurt more than it should of. 

"Thanks" I grumbled sarcastically. As I turned to storm off from his offensive remark. I slipped on the damp floor. Falling flat on my back. I forgot I was dripping wet. 

"Owww" I muttered. 

"Ouch that looks like it hurt!" He laughed. I gave him a dead stare. He immediately stopped. 

"Here let me help you. Anyway this wouldn't have happened if you didn't take offence and had let me finish." He smirked. 

"Ahhh yes it would" I laughed. 

"And why is that?" He questioned. 

"Because I was preparing to run away!" I smiled and carefully this time glided through the hall and around the corner.