The Boy: The New Friend
Last time we left off there was a new seating arrangement and he was sitting behind me.
One day I heard something being hacked beside me and then I realized that it was my backpack!
“What the are you doing?” I asked him as he was trying to saw off the strap of my backpack.
“I want to make a wristband out of your strap. Can I have it?”
“Why?”
“I like it, and remembrance if you ever go back to America”
“Remembrance?!”
“Yeah.”
*sigh*“Whatever. Just make sure you don’t destroy my bag.”
After a week he was wearing it as a wrist band and he continued to wear it for the entire school year.
A lot of times I would sleep during class. Probably the reason I failed three of my classes the year before but my new back-mate wouldn’t let me get my Z’s. Not to listen to class but so that he would have someone to talk to.
He wanted to know about what happened to me last year because he heard it from his friends that were in my class. That surprised me because not even my own dad wanted to listen to me and here was this boy that I only know for a little while and was so interested.
“They would call me names and stuff”
“And Then….”
“[insert name here] was a real jerk”
“Oh…he’s my friend”
I thought I got in trouble when I said I didn’t like his friend. He wouldn’t want me to bad mouth him.
“Oh! I’m sorry. Never mind”
“No. Tell me more. And then?”
Here was a guy who was friends with a jerk-off and he still wanted to hear me talk. I don’t think he knows this but he helped me let out my feelings and it was great because I thought I wouldn‘t be able to talk to anybody. Instead of brushing me away like my dad did he was eager to hear me talk more.
“Pick another song” he wanted me to pick songs to mess up.
“I don’t know another song”
“Pick another song” *poke* poke*
“Ummmm…‘heal the world- Michael Jackson’”
“Kill the world…
Make it a fucking place.
There are people dying.
So who gives a fuck if they’re dying?!”
He always made me laugh.
One time I thought I had something hanging from my nose so I went to the bathroom. Went I came back he asked if I was crying and if he had said something wrong. Awwwww. I didn’t expect him to say that . I remember the year before a boy threw my bag in the trash and I was crying. The whole class was making fun of me saying that I was too ugly to cry. My pain was my classmates happiness.
There is still one more post about him. Holy crap! He just logged into yahoo messenger just right now! Don’t move!
That honestly made me want to cry. [: That makes me have hope for the male race.
I’m glad he was nice to you. And to be honest I could never be as streong as you I’d have cried myself to death or something if someone ever made fun of me too much let alone my entire class. Just remember that they made you a stronger person.
Oh interesting fact: I was born November 11th 1991. HAHA. I thought that was cool.
Aww that was very nice of him. He seems like a one of those different type of guys. I’m glad to hear you’ve found a new friend. One that listens to you and wants to get to know more about you and your problems. Those sort of people intrigue me, knowing that they care a great deal about you and your life. It sounds like a great friendship to keep.
That’s so sweet! I wish I could meet a guy like that.
That’s so cool you have a friend like that… sounds like someone you should hang on to…
LMAO. I didn’t think anybody used Yahoo Messenger anymore…
Meh. Add me, will ya?
I’m never online, but w.e.
Min’es crazed_animelvr@yahoo.ca
(I was young when I made it)
Aww that is so sweet. How cruel of your classmates! I’d probably cry too if an entire classroom was picking on me. hmph. Or I’d declare havoc and throw a fit. Maybe both.
It’s great when you meet a guy who is actually decent. I can’t wait to hear more about this…boy. ^-^
Classmates are fucking rude. People are just insecure. I got made fun of tons in school but then when I graduated all of the guys who didn’t give me time of day back then were suddenly interested. I was always cooler than them, I just didn’t show it yet.
I love boys. Nothing makes you happier than boys. Feminists can bitch all they want, but they know it’s true.
Now that’s the type of confidant everyone needs.
Keep this one in the bag.. and you should probably hide him too *nods*
haha. i laughed hard about the song “Kill the WORLD” haha. that one’s really funny! funny to death. haha!
aww a post with the kilig factor.I can’t wait to read more about the boy:)
I hope you have a nice week end exene!
So sweet, I’m glad there are still people like that out there. I have never seen anybody, or met anyone, who got bullied but I could never just stand by and watch it. Throw a backpack into the trash? Seriously, how childish isn’t that… Of course, maybe you were only kids back then, but still.
And hey, no one is too ugly to cry. What kind of bullshit is that. I admire people who can!
Awwwww! I just read your two posts about the boy and AWWWW is pretty much all I can exclaim. He sounds sweet, and like Brittney said, he also gives me hope for the male species.
I’m sorry to hear about your classmates. No one deserves to be treated like that. People can be such inconsiderate idiots. I promise that things will get better for you. There will be times where you think they won’t, but it will happen. After high school, you will move on to doing amazing things, and those people won’t even be a blimp on your radar. Don’t let them bring you down, okay? Take care x
Aww, such a cute story.. more, more, hehe~ ^___________^
Sorry that you had to endure all that the year before. I’m glad he was there to let you talk and get things off your chest. It’s always nice to have someone who will listen and not judge.
awww, that’s really sweet. He sounds like a great friend
and that’s so cute about the wristband!
Your other classmates sound SO immature (they were 14/15? jeez!) and rude. I’m glad you found someone like him.
omg that blog was so touching, aww, i hope i’ll fine a guy like that, its great to know that there is at least one descent guy out there, hope you two have fun online, lol
Aww, that blog was cute lol. It’s good to know that there are still good guys out there. I certaintly need one! lmao.
So amazing. I really feel I can relate to a lot of it too given my HS experiences. Children are so cruel. I’m glad, if even for a moment, someone was there for you.
Now that’s what I call entertainment. Bloody entertainment!
Seriously, thank goodness you’re still in one piece, after all the horrible things you’ve been through.
Or aren’t you?
The plot thickens! I can’t wait for the next The Boy installment. ;-p
Oh! And I tagged you! Respond! Plzktnxbai.
Awwwww….he sounds like such a sweet guy.
Your classmates were a bunch of douchebags. I will never understand for the life of me why people feel the need to be such assholes.