After he had left the table my friends returned asking me what happened and if I was okay. I said yes,and continued eating my food. I felt awkward having everyone stare at me. I looked around the lunch room and EVERYONE was staring at me. I got up from my seat and ran to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and saw my makeup run down my face. I locked myself in the stall feeling scared. I remained quiet and waited for the bell to ring. When the bell rang my friends were walking towards the stairs but stopped outside the bathroom to listen. The noise I was making sounded like bloody murder. They ran in to find me sitting in a corner waiting for help. They grabbed my arms and pulled me up when I tried to turn away. Soon later, the principal had found out about my breakdown and called me to the office. He said he wanted to know what it was about.
"Well,theres been something thats bothering me I said".
"What is it?"
"His name is Taylor".
Soon later, my principal wrote me a note to guidance and called my mother. I knew I was going to be grounded.
