Remember when I said I hated hallways the most or whatever?

I lied.

The hated place of mine is the lunchroom. Because while you can get away from all the people in the hallways…you can’t get away from the people here: the allure of food is too great.

By the time I sat down I had a migrane from all the voices.

Ugh, such gross food here.

So hungry…must resist eating…

...blahblahblahblah…

That’s what it soon turned to, all the voices. Mush.

“Ew, what is this suppose to be?” I managed to hear Cathy say while poking her food.
“Cath, we already know the food here is gross.” Missy simply stated.
We got into a random conversationg about old friends of ours and I decided to have some sort of say. But once I said two or three things I heard, Ok, when is she gonna shut up? No one is caring anymore. It was Cathy that thought this. So I quickly finished my sentence and managed to fake a smile.

It’s always the part that hurts the most, hearing what people truly think about you.