He was walking down the hallway. He was wearing a white shirt with a black and white plaid shirt over it. He was going to his Orchestra class and of course I would follow him through the hallways. I wanted to go in and pretend that I wanted to check if my little sister's violin was in there but I couldn't. He already knew who I was. He knows who I am. If only he didn't. Would we have become friends by now? I'm clingy. I know. It's just really hard to let go. Even after everything I went through. After the rejection, name callings, pointing. Heck I was even caught staring because I though he was staring. He must've been looking at my friend because last time I checked, i was still ugly in his eyes. I'm still the girl who was rejected. There is nothing I can do about it. I just have to move on, bit I can't. Just because of him I think that I might have to go to a mental hospital. He's in my head 24 hours 7 days a week and he won't get out.
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