The teacher makes me sit by her.
Her hair is in a perfect ponytail.
I turn away.
I face the board.
We start to work in a group.
She acts as if she's the smartest.
The bell rings.
Finally.
I get up and walk over to you.
She tells me she never talked to me because I seemed mean.
I nod my head and smile.
Nice.
I suddenly feel like a third wheel.
I walk to my other friends.
I try to be part of the conversation, but I just get you out of my head.
Ugh.
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