It’s still only first period and we’re only in our second week of school, yet even the freshman are already calling me names. I was kinda hoping that they would be the new target. I know it’s horrible of me to think that, but can you really blame me? Still, it’s only first period and I’ve already been hit with an array of balled up paper, had gum spit at me, tripped 4 times, and someone actually threw a wet toilet roll at me. Thank God it missed, I don’t even want to think about where it’s been.

The bell rings and I’m the first to leave the class. It doesn’t really matter though. If I leave the class, they ambush me in the hallway, if I escape to another class, they ambush me in there. I can really only escape during lunch, unfortunately, right now, it seems far off.

I got through second and third with dozens of problems butI’m not gonna say it. I will, however, say that one of them involves, let me be clear, it was not mine, a strap-on. So you can’t really blame me when I run, and I mean run, to my favorite place in the school. I know the best routes now in avoiding the quad and places with large populations. I get there in record time.

I look inside the classroom and I feel like a dog waiting for its master. I stare at the door though the window, she’s late. Normally, she’d be here by now. She rarely ever skips these things. Only twice, and apparently she had detention on those days, and the others was when she wasn’t at school. That’s strange, I’m sure I saw her this morning, and I never heard anything about her being in trouble.

Since I’m a loner and don’t talk to people much, I developed a pretty keen sense of hearing. Now, even when I’m not listening to a conversation, I can hear when someone even mentions the name Ashley Davies.

Creepy and stalkerish, I know. But I just can’t help but act and feel this way. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not like I’m going to confess her or anything. I would rather just watch her from afar, I know she’ll never accept me, besides, she’s not even gay. Also, this is her last year here, so I will savor the time that I have left.