Walking into school on Monday was a nightmare.
The first thing I saw:Matt, kissing Stefanie.
Stefanie is just one of the people who have always picked on me, except she takes things way too far.
She would see me walking down the street and insult me, she would always pass notes about me in class, tell me I smell and loads of other things.
Reality eventually kicked in, Matt used me, he used me to get to her.
That day, I thought he cared, we all did, but deep down, he didn't.
He looked over to me and let out a small chuckle at the sight of my face.
I had tear streaks down my cheeks and my mouth was hanging open.
I quickly closed my mouth, wiped my eyes and walked away.
I met up with my friends and they comforted me, obviously knowing what happened.
I went on with the rest of my day
