I made a mistake

STOP!

He sat on the corner again and stared at that same damn bus stop sign.

"Jim, please stop. Why can't you look at ANYTHING ELSE!" I screamed.

He just sits there staring off into space and began to reach for his phone.

"NO NO NO NO-"

A girl sees him and taps him on the shoulder. I can't remember her name. Katie or Kat or something. They start talking and his hand slips away from the phone in his pocket, thank god. They're just talking and I see her laugh at something he says. God she really likes him. They talk for about 20 minutes and then she continues on her run.

He sits on the curb for another minute and turns around and takes the long route to school. Kat or Katie or something takes online school so she doesn't know about me. He starts walking and it starts raining but Jim doesn't pull up his hood. He just lets the cool rain fall onto his dark brown hair and drip down his nose. I still think he looks like a model, even with the dark circles around his eyes. Baby blue eyes, a nice nose, and a athlete. What's not to like? he's pretty popular and girls like him, but I'm just kinda a weirdo. Was kinda a weirdo. I have a messy pixie cut,blue hair dye faded to almost grey, a over-sized t-shirt and baggy jeans ,freckles and a nose ring. Long story short- people thought I was a freak. Who knew how much people would care about such a small piece of metal and how long your hair is? Jim just keeps walking and then stops out of nowhere. He just stands there, staring at nothing, then at the ground. He's been like a zombie ever since...me.

"Jim, Jim I'm sorry!"

He takes off running, and decide to run next to him, keeping his fast pace. I can see tears in his eyes.

"Jim. I'm so sorry! Please! Please I'm so sorry!"

He keeps running, but down random streets.

"JIM! STOP!"

Jim stops and leans over, gasping for air. His hands shake and he puts them on his knees. He must have gone down a dozen streets by now and I don't know where we are. I hope he knows. We both look at the street signs and he starts walking north. I follow close behind...because that's all I can do. He gets to our high school and it still looks so, PERFECT. I flip the bird at the building then step a little closer to Jim. Jim's breath becomes uneven and I see his chest tighten.

"Fuck. Jim look, you've got this ok? You don't even have to go, but if you do, I'll genuinely think you are a badass."

I wish he could hear me. He takes a deep breath and starts walking into the building.

"There's my boy."