• I glared across the classroom at Hannah. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply. Didn't want to start a fight right now. But I wanted to hurt her badly. Talking to Kaden. My man. And if you thought I was pissed about hannah, the she-devil Karlee walked up, twirling her hair 'innocently' as she looked Kaden up and down. I ground my teeth together. Stupid whore. She's a grade ahead of us and I saw her rubbing against DJ, the stupid 'popular' 8th grade boy. Man, I was freaking mad. And then, Kaden laughed and blushed.

    Ahh, hell.

    I didn't notice my tears until they spilled over. I wiped them with the sleeve of my hoodie and I looked away, disgusted. Just because I'm small...

    I heard a small sound that sounded like someone was choking. A sob. A very quiet one that only I could hear. Oh. Because it was me making the sound. They walked by me and Kaden looked at me. He looked at me weirdly. 'Go away you stupid piece of crap!' I wanted to scream at him. I didn't notice (again) that I was crying until it got all over the desk. Karlee and Hannah stopped with Kaden, looking at me.

    Hannah looked concerned. Karlee rubbed Kaden's arm while he looked at me confused. She saw more tears spill out of my eyes as the rubbing became harder. I ground my teeth together more. they began to ache. She grew a Karlee she-devil smile and locked her arms around his waist in a flirty gesture. slammed my hand against the desk, got up, glaring at Karlee, and walked past them. Once I was next to karlee, I whispered "b***h..", and walked to the bathroom.

    Whatever. I hate my life.

    I cried my eyes out for about an hour. I don't care if I got detention. Why was I crying over this boy?! I cried a little bit more. When I was done, I made sure my eyes weren't a bright red, and walked into the Mr. Beye's classroom. I sat down, ignoring all the weird looks I was getting. Confused looks and anxious looks. I stared blacnkly at Mr. Beye. He'd be sort of cute if he had a chin.

    I couldn't help but glance at Kaden. He was looking at me. Again. I sighed and traced a heart on a piece of paper. Then I erased it. Why is life so...complicated?