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Friendship

None of the people I texted regarding why jorge blocked me have answered.

But, unfortunately and as much as I didn't want it to, life went on. I still had to get up the next morning, and go to school.

And of course today was the same as yesterday. People stared, people laughed, and I sat alone.

Well, not entirely alone.

I heard footsteps and then someone sitting down next to me.

I looked over. It was a guy, a lunch tray balanced on his knees as he took a bite into a burger.

"Uh.. hey?" I said,  confused as to why someone decided to like me today.

He nodded, swallowing his burger.

"Hi." He said, turning his face to me.

He had black hair sprawled across his face. His eyes were blue and he was quite pale.

He looked familiar, he did. I just had no clue who he was.

"Do I..... do I know you... or?" I said, racking my brain trying to figure out who he was.

He rolled his eyes.
"Jesus benji, I'm Milo." He said, taking another bite out of his burger and moaning at the taste.

Milo?

And then it all came back.

I was at a party, with max, Ben, and Issac. It was some girl's party, Max liked her.

Ben and Issac were getting high and I was floating around groups of people. Everyone  liked me.

And then I ran into a guy while play wrestling an acquaintance.

"Shit. I'm so-"
"Fuck. Don't you ever watch where you're going! God! Not everyone is okay with your stupid bullshit." Milo spat.

His white shirt had a red stain down the front.
And he just insulted me. Everyone was looking at me, waiting for me to say or do something. Milo was a nerdy boy, so the fact he even said anything was rare.

But no one insults mr. bad boy Krol.

So I laughed, and then launched my fist at his face.
He fell over from the impact, and Max came downstairs. He saw I was fighting and now that I think about it probably wanted to 'steal my attention'. So he kicked milo, and started punching harder than I did.

Then I left.

Fuck. Milo.

"Oh god Milo. I'm so sorry, I was such a shitty person I-"

"Look. I've been wanting to hear that for two years yes, but you don't need to apologize. Now that I see why you were so angry all the time." He said, gesturing to my outfit and probably everything different about me.

I shook my head.
"Why are you sitting with me? Don't you hate me?" I asked, my face scrunching up.

He took another bite of the burger.

"I did hate you. Like really despised you. You were an asshole and all you did was screw over girls and-"

"Yes I'm painfully aware." I said, cutting him off.

"I did hate you, but I don't know. Maybe I shouldn't have ever hated you." He said.

I was silent.

He crunched on a fry.
"I see your friends abandoned you. I'm surprised max did, he seemed like he would die without you." He said.

"Yeah."

"So, I want to be your friend. You don't deserve to be lonely just for being who you are. Plus, you don't seem that bad." He said.

I smiled.
"Really?" I asked.

"No dip shit, I just sat here for no reason. Yes, I want to be friends with you." He rolled his eyes.

I shoved him lightly, laughing.

He laughed too.

Then the bell rang.

"I'll see you later , okay? I'll give you my snap at the end of the day." He said.

I nodded.