Impact

The Question

"Hi um I have a question....no...so um I was wondering....ugh!" I sit on my waiting rock throwing pebbles across the road trying to figure out how I'll ask him.

I've never talked before spoken to so this is difficult. Maybe I should just let him talk to me and I'll spit it out somehow. Ugh. Why is being social so hard? Why can't I be one of those bubbly talkative girls? Ew. No. Nevermind. Ok I'll just say it when I feel its right. Ugh who am I kidding this is hopeless I'm never going to do it. I stop throwing rocks when I notice he's walking toward me. He has on a black t-shirt and perfect blue jeans. He also has that necklace on again. I take a deep breath. You can do this. You. Can. Do. This. You can't do this. You are a failure and everybody hates you. Well that didn't help.

He sits on the rock next to mine and says, "Hey. Sorry about yesterday."

"It's fine it's not your fault."

"Thanks."

"Ya."

How am I going to do this? Ok just say it. Just. Say. It.

"Um I was wondering," come on do it say it! "Why are you so different?"

He smiles at this and says, "Because I'm a Christian."

Christian? I don't think I've heard of that before.

At my dumbfounded look he continues, "You see there is a God who made this universe. In a week He molded it out of nothing. He made everyone in His image giving them each a distinct plan. A reason for being here. Then because we are sinful He sent His son. He sent Him to be crucified for us. To carry all the sins that have and will ever exist and to be punished for them. Then three days later He raised His Son back to life and later took Him to His kingdom. Now we have an opportunity to have forgiveness. If you accept God into your heart you will go to heaven when you die which is a wonderful kingdom God designed. But if you don't, you'll go to Hell. If you become a Christian you'll still sin, but you can pray to God for forgiveness and He will always forgive. You just don't sin as much because your new goal is to live your life more like Jesus would. It is because I am filled with the Holy Spirit that I am different and because I am looking forward to going to heaven."

I stare processing all I just heard. It's a lot to take in someone loving me? Ya, no.

"What?" Says Logan.

"Its just its a cool thought, but no one could ever love me," I say.

"Well why not?"

"Look at me! I'm not the kinda person you see and instantly want to know. I'm the outcast and I always will be."

"Well I don't want to argue with you or anything, but I think you're cool."

I turn my head at this then stare back at the road. No one has ever told me that before. Ever.

"Thanks."

"Of course. Its what friends are for."

I turn to him shocked the question burning in my eyes. Did he really mean that? No one has ever said anything like that to me before. No one has loved me since my mom.

The bus pulls in and we go to our usual spot.

"Thank you," I say starring out the window of the bus.

"For what?"

"Caring."

"I'm tired of this," he says.

I turn and see anger burning in his eyes. Are they actually watery? Maybe I'm just imagining.

"What?"

"People treating you like junk."

"Why do you even care?"

"Why wouldn't I? Society is horrible. People are miserable so they make other people miserable to make them feel better. And it all drives me nuts!"

He clenches his fist squeezing his fingers so tight it looks like they're going to explode.

"Logan," he turns to me, "Calm down. Its fine I'm kind of used to it, really."

"But it still hurts you."

I turn and look out the window.

He puts his head in his hands and sighs, "I'm sorry, its just- ugh."

"Its okay," I say.

He smiles and we spend the rest of the ride in a peaceful silence. We get to school and classes fly by it feels like I was just on the bus moments ago but in reality I'm grabbing my books from my locker. I see out of the corner of my eye Oliver coming towards me with his group. Three of them were on the football team amd the rest were cool for other reasons.

"Trying to sneak out with no goodbye?" Says Oliver when they've reached me.

I don't say a word and stare at my feet.

"Admiring your shoes I see," he says.

He then swiftly grabs my foot sending me falling backwards and hitting my head. He takes off my shoe, finds the hole, and rips it in half. Those are my only shoes! Him and his freinds laugh and he kicks me in the face on my nose sending my head to the floor once more. I'm slipping away I feel it coming everything's blurry the laughter of the group is muffled amd I start to see spots. They fill up my vision one by one until everything is black.

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