"You want me to just... go?"
"I mean, I don't want you to get bullied. There's a reason everyone avoids me in this school." I mutter. I'm happy that the room is dark enough to cloak Dennis's beyond handsome features, so I don't become tongue-tied.
"But why? Why you of all people? From what I've gathered, you mind your business when you can."
"I... I don't know! Ask them, I don't know what I did... its just how it is, and really I think you should get going."I push, putting my arms through my backpack's straps. I don't want to sound like an asshole, but I can't stop myself from saying whatever's on my mind, especially with the anxiety that's building up in me right now.
He takes a step back, putting his hands in his pockets.
"I'll... you always walk on the dirt path right?"
