Butterfly Effect

Caitlin pov

Have you ever looked at someone as a friend, blinked then saw something completely different? That happened to me today. I was talking with my friend Josef (yes that's how his name is spelled) during 6th period performing arts. It happened instantaneously the feeling spread though my body like the plague, it boiled inside of me until I couldn't handle it anymore. I wanted to scream for help because I didn't know what was happening. The confusion overwhelmed me to the point that I ran out of class and in to the bathroom. I pushed aside the girls who were stuffing there bras and putting on lip gloss.
"What the hell is your problem" one of those bitches yelled at me would have started a fight with the bitch if I was able to control my self. What was happening to me, was I having a
heart attack. I checked my pants I wasn't on my period, if it wasn't that what was it. After the basic bitches had left I was finally alone, I took this time to give my self a cheesy peep talk in the dirty bathroom mirror. I pointed at my self and repeated the words " hey you, yeah I'm talking to you, yeah fuck you to!" Until I had the strength to face him again.
"Hey Caitlin!" Josef says.
"Good thanks!" I stupidly reply.
(Mentality slaps self)
"Well this was fun I'm gonna go kill my self now." I say trying to sound funny and clever. But I know I just sounded like an emo son of a bitch.
"Don't actually though, I'd miss you to much!"
"Shit!" I say while I throw up.