I flushed dark red, than jotted down the notes on the board.
When class got out I walked through the hallway at a dangerous pace, I wanted to avoid running into Ryan, Justine, or Susan.
Any one of them would tear me down, as if I wasnt low enough.
“Nicole!”
I knew that voice.. damn it.
I plastered on a smile and turned around.
“Hey Ryan, whats up?”
“Nothing, you know just thought we could walk together. Hey, do you know if Susan’s here today? I haven’t seen her in a while…..”
Of course, he comes to me to talk about susan.
“No.”
I snapped, and nearly ran away.
I was walking too fast to notice the foot that came out in front of me.
Well not until I crashed to the floor that is.
“oops, did I do that?”
Justine said poorly mocking innocence.
Laughter shook the whole hall, but I didn’t find it funny. thjis incident had not only humiliated me, but caused another hole in my jeans. Mom will kill me.
I ran into the bathroom stall sobbing.
What did I do to deserve this hell?