How?
How could he have done that to me?
What it Hector, that stupid little brat who had loved me since the 2rd grade? Brad asked me to come with him, just to talk. I assumed that was a good thing. Talking was always good, especially when Brad and I had such a good connection. He loved me, at least he said that. I know it was Hector that silly little bastard with his head still stuck in the 2rd grade. Brad had SAID he loved me. I looked in his eyes! I saw he meant it! Hector…
Talking was bad, talking was evil. I would never talk again if I could help it. I looked outside the window and only saw the clouds. I thought Brad and I had something special!
Hector had done something, thats all I know. I would kill that kid. That silly little….
After lunch I went over to him.
“How could you! You and your silly little games. This is all a game to you!” I would have strangled him if Stephanie hadn’t been standing there.
“This isn’t the 2nd grade anymore! This is 3RD GRADE ! It’s time for you to grow up!”