Strange Encounters

Day 2

Day 2

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Dear Amon,

I'm so sorry I haven't written since yesterday. My afternoon was pretty eventful. I don't know how to put everything down but I'm just going to start from the beginning. I'm gonna pretend like I'm an author and write so you can actually believe you were there. Get ready Amon, this was one crazy afternoon.

It all started at lunch. After I had written in you I was looking,with the other people, at Kit. He was on the line getting his lunch,which was a popularity no no, but lo and behold, everyone goes up and gets lunch. I am one of the few who do getup and get lunch, because I barely have money to feed myself at home ,let alone giving up free lunch to spend more money.

All of a sudden Vicky comes up. Let me explain Vicky to you. She is a giant stereotype. Big boobed cheerleader with an ego to match. She wasn't ugly at all but her attitude was. She had flawless skin and had money and was everything plenty of people aspired to be like, but not me. She just was to manufactured for my liking.

So Vicki is saying something to Kit when all if a sudden I see him get upset he turned and I could've sworn I saw his eyes slit. Now I know what your thinking Amon, you think I'm nuts. I very well might be, but I know what I saw. I know it's physically impossible for that to happen but I couldn't help but wonder how it did.

I decided to do some research so I was sitting in lunch on my laptop searching for Kit Gartell. I got half way threw my google scroll before I heard someone clear there throat.

Looking up to see who it was, I got the shock of my life. It was Kit. He was staring at me with those hypnotic grey eyes and I couldn't help but be entranced by him. He turned to sit and I snapped out of my Kit inspired trance. I was shocked that he was sitting here, next to me,at the invisible table that no one knew about. Yet now it seemed every eye in the lunchroom was focused on our table.

"If your going to stalk Kit then you should find a new place to sit fag. Does he look mildly interested?"

I knew that voice that snapped me out of my trance yet again. It was Vicky. That bitch had the nerve to blow my spot in front of Kit and disrespect my sexuality. I had enough so I cursed the hoe out.

"Listen Vicky could you please fuck off, your really trying my patience. You don't acknowledge my presence for almost 3 years yet now you want to disrespect me. Maybe if your brain was any where near as big as your breast or ego you wouldn't say ignorant shit all the time. So please do me, and everyone else, a favor and fuck off."

I couldn't believe that I did it but Amon let me tell you it felt fucking great. Her face was so red that I laughed upon looking at her. That even got her more upset and so you know she had more to say.

"Yeah well at least I'm not a silly faggot with a crack head mother. And a father that was murdered he probably was the one that got your mother hooked on crack having to be married to a loser like him. Good riddance"

Anom. You don't even know. I'm getting angry just writing this. But I was pissed.

I looked up at her and I got up. I was ready to take a swing on her and I lifted my arm but someone caught it. I didn't know I was crying until I felt them running down my face, the tears that is. I was humiliated. That bitch had the nerve to hit me below the belt and the worst part was that I couldn't even make a come back.

I wasn't in everyone's business like they were in mine. I shook my head and told myself that I could get over this. I could let it go.

I knew I was about to explode until I felt myself being pulled out of the lunchroom and into a janitor closet. I felt arms going around me and I let it all go. I cried all the tear that I held in and I cried because I knew everything she said was true besides about my father. I cried because I knew that I could never show my face in school again.