The Cliche Of Not Being Good Enough pt 3
Posted: Fri Mar 22, 2013 8:22 pm
At that private school I had only made one best friend.
His name was James.
I was bored to tears listening to the teacher so I looked over at the new kid, James.
He looked back at me and made a funny face. I started giggling like crazy.
He made another goofy face, imitating the teacher. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. He started laughing, too.
From then on we were inseparable. We had all of the same classes and rode the same bus home together everyday after school for 2 hours.
However, I began to like him more than a best friend.
And he found out.
But he still acted like my best friend.
We both decided to switch to the local junior high together because we hated the private school snobs.
He said that we would still be friends and he'd help me make more.
You see, James was in the public school system before the private school so he knew a lot of people at the junior high.
I thought that was a good thing.
But as soon as school started, he began to ignore me.
Then pretty soon he and his friends started to harass me.
I was brokenhearted.
But I still to this day love him.
So maybe they should harass me.
Because I'm crazy.
His name was James.
I was bored to tears listening to the teacher so I looked over at the new kid, James.
He looked back at me and made a funny face. I started giggling like crazy.
He made another goofy face, imitating the teacher. I couldn't stop myself from laughing. He started laughing, too.
From then on we were inseparable. We had all of the same classes and rode the same bus home together everyday after school for 2 hours.
However, I began to like him more than a best friend.
And he found out.
But he still acted like my best friend.
We both decided to switch to the local junior high together because we hated the private school snobs.
He said that we would still be friends and he'd help me make more.
You see, James was in the public school system before the private school so he knew a lot of people at the junior high.
I thought that was a good thing.
But as soon as school started, he began to ignore me.
Then pretty soon he and his friends started to harass me.
I was brokenhearted.
But I still to this day love him.
So maybe they should harass me.
Because I'm crazy.