Wait.

"So tell me..."

2014

"So your dad tells me that the last therapist you went to wasn't very suited for you? Tell me how that was." 

"Well distance was a major problem." My dad began. "She was having office problems and it was hard to get there so quick after school."

Or maybe because the bitch made me cry on the first meeting.

"Well, I won't make you do that, hopefully" Dr. Stein said.  A thin, African American woman with a very structured face.

"Thank you" I said with a fakened sigh of relief. 

"Now Cameron, I'd like to start asking you a few questions. We can have your dad step out anytime you want. I just wanted to bring him in for the first meeting. So feel free to ask him to leave when need be"

Gladly.

"Okay" I nodded.

"So I was informed that you were having some problems with other students in school. Mind if I get a little insight on that?"

Yes.

"No." I shake my head. "Well.. I guess theres constant arguments. Thats pretty much it" I say while looking around then bowing my head to mess with my fingers.

She nods her head and turns to a clean page in her notebook following by clicking her pen in preparation to begin writing. I stare at her blankly as she begins to, only to be in deep wonder of what was being put down onto that very sheet of paper. "Well.." She looks off to her left side then back at me. "Wha-What is happening specifically? Give me an example"

I take a long pause before saying "Well, a few weeks ago, this um, guy in my cooking class that I usually have disputes with and stuff like that. The other day, I walk into the classroom and he goes, 'ew'. At this point I look up at an interested Dr.Stein with a palm on her chin along with my father who is looking away. Most likely trying to avoid placing in his irrelevant input. "And I just said "Its not even about me being annoying anymore, people just don't like me'." 

"I just want to know, what started all of this?" She asked with a look of interest yet confusion. "

"Well in sixth grade, I used to be very annoying. Of course i'm not anymore, i've gotten better over the years, but you know how everyone holds grudges these days."

Halfway lie.

2010

"Why is she sitting over here?" One classmate named Mariah said.

"Yo, just ignore her. She just wants attention." A young boy named Aaron said as I sat there doing my work, hearing loud and clear of every single word being said. 

"Aye, I swear Mr. Grayson thinks hes cool now. He started using slang and I was dying laughing"

"Bruh right. He was like 'I'm so mad moe'." Two boys laughed about our science teacher's use of slang and all of a sudden change in vocabulary. I found this to be the perfect opportunity to converse with them. 

"Haha, I know right" I quickly said after staring at them waiting to jump into their conversation.

The area grew cold and in that moment, I had a huge smile on my face while I heard irritated snickers coming from the group of friends. After staring at me for two seconds, they looked at each other and  erupted with laughter. "What the fuck is wrong with her?" Mariah said causing everyone to laugh a bit harder than before.

~ 

My dad finally broke from his cage by saying "Well sometimes, she does, well, cause these situations to happen.