He still has been following me around. I enter school and go to my locker. I knew he was there. I turn and see him standing there. I walk over.
"Hey!" I say.
"She speaks." He says.
"Why are you following me?! I could press charges on you for that." I say.
"But you won't." He says.
"I could." I say.
"Nah. You wouldn't." He says. His dark brown eyes starring into mine.
"Tell me why you have been following me." I say.
"You will think it's ridiculous." He says.
"Try....me." I say.
"Okay..I think your special." He says. "There. I said it. Happy?" He says. Getting warped up. I'm speechless.
"I knew it. You thought it was ridiculous everyone thinks of me as this 'bad guy' when really they find me intimidating." He says all tense. I stand silently. "You are just like everyone else." He says and walks off angry and punches a locker and storms off.
'What. Just. Happened?' I can see as to why he is all angry. Everyone put this label on him. The real question is....should I help him?
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RomanceSome say that cancer means that it's the end of the world, but it's just the beginning of a whole new journey.
