We have to actually talk to each other, damn it. I'm just glad I have my best friend, Lina, to help me not kill myself, or try to. She comes out of the classroom after me,
"Peter! What the hell?!?! Are you ok?!"
"I'm fine! Go away!" I obviously lie.
"No, you're not ok, tell me." she says almost mad.
"You were there, didn't you hear?"
"What that you got paired with that one guy? I don't even know his name."
"His name is Jake, bitch!" I scream at her.
"Petey, what's wrong?" She sits next to me and offers me a Hershey's kiss.
"Nothing, I just don't like him."
----------------------------------------------
I walk up to Jake after I finally calm down enough to talk coherently.
"Hi" I barely whisper. He asks,
"What was that?" And points to the door.
"I had a kind of panic attack thing, it was stupid."
"No, it's not stupid, are you ok?"
"Yeah, thanks" now I'm smiling like an idiot.
