"Bitch," Susan whispered.
"Idiot," Bill whispered.
"Emo," Eric whispered.
"Gay," Drew whispered.
"Nerd," Lily whispered.
They all turned to me.
"What do you think?" Erica asked.
I turned and looked at the boy and girl.
They were holding hands.
Laughing.
They were worry-free.
Everything I wish to be.
I turned and looked each of them in the eyes.
"Happy," I yelled.
Sometimes being quiet is the best thing to do.
But then again, sometimes yelling is better than whispering.
