I wish I was dead. Take that back- I wish I was alive, just not here.

The next day was painful. It was my first time walking around as the “loser.” Oh well, better get this over with. I stepped out of the car and walked towards my locker. No one bugged me. WOW . I guess everyone gets lucky every once in a while.

There he was. Very convenient how his locker was right next to mine. I sighed; twisted the knob on my locker. Nope, didn’t think that it would open. I went through the sequence again. This time succeeding. I got my books and closed the door.

He was right in my face.

“I’ve been meaning to talk to you….” he started.

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