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I'm sitting in the back of my AP Physics class, waiting for Mr. Erickson to stop giving instruction. He's glancing around the room, telling us all to be quiet. He points at the board behind him. We all have to take notes over chapters fourteen through sixteen. I pull out my text book, as well as my iPhone 6 and a pastel pink sticky notes.

Some girls near ne giggle quietly, talking about Connor. Connor is the most popular boy in school. I push my pen to the floor accidentally. When I'm getting back up, I hit my head on the underside of the table, finding a sticky note, now on the ground. I quickly push it in the case of my phone.

I get up, putting my phone flat behind my slightly tilted text book. I open my phone, seeing I have a text from my boyfriend. He runs with the popular crowd, and is my only friend. I smile a bit.

When I open the text, I see it's the one thing I'd been dreading.

I know we said we liked each other. I lied. I was using you. Wanted to show the school what a fool you are. Did you really think someone like me would actually like you? I've got a girl friend. Get it through your head. I. Like. Girls. Got it? Don't talk to me.
-Kaleb

No. He told me he wouldn't do that. He told me he liked me for my personality, that he didn't care that I was a boy. How could he? How could I? How could I believe him? I'm so stupid.

Remembering the note, I pull it out of my pocket, hoping it could cheer me up after being dumped.

i'm so bored in here. i already learned the info years back. Its like she wants to bore us to death. hope somebody other than the custodian finds this or something
-c

Hmm. I could have some fun with this. Not like I'll get a lot of fun, now, anyways.

sAmE, c. whAt clAss dO yOU tAkE? I'm nOt IntO mUch scIEncE. I'm kIndA An OUtcAst hErE. my tEAchEr yElls At Us fOr hAvIng EArbUds In. Isn't thAt stUpId? gOttA gO. mr. E lOOks rEAdy tO blOw. hOw cAn A grOwn mAn gEt sO rEd???
-d

I look at what I've written, the capital vowels looking back at me. After sticking the note where the previous one had been, I sigh, drawing a small x on my pastel pink converse, covering the heart that Kaleb had drawn around his name.

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