I knew they could all see me. I froze on the stage. I felt so humiliated.
"That's right! She loves him!"
I hung my head. Everyone began to laugh; a quick knife plunging into my heart.
The one person I didn't want to notice me in the world stood up. A tear fell onto the floor. I snorted and everyone immediately stopped.
I stared at my feet, fists clenched, tears welling in my eyes. "I knew from the moment I began to love you, I shouldn't. I knew from the moment I talked to you.... that, that you touched my heart after I built walls around it. I knew from this moment," I stared straight at the crowd then at him, Beck Jackson. "That you've just made my heart colder." I glared at the students, picked up the microphone and walked to the side of the stage- I didn't know why. But I knew I had to make sure they wouldn't think of me as a completely pathetic fool.
"Rabindranath Tagore, the Indian poet, once said that 'We come nearest to the great when we are in great humility'. Unfortunately for everybody here, you aren't humiliated right now, therefore, you are unworthy pieces of crap." I twisted my fingers around the microphone cable staring out at him and the crowd. I tried to look the strongest I'd ever felt. But I knew I'd just be shunned tomorrow.
I grabbed my class papers. "Oh, and just to make it perfectly clear," I glanced at the teachers. "I'm resigning from the class Representative, so good luck with getting someone like me." I placed the microphone back. I stared at the floor as I walked out of the fire exit, tearing the 'Class Rep' badge from my sweater.
How much trouble will I get myself into now?
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Reviving Hope. (INCOMPLETE, BUT DONE)
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