Okay, lil' back story. So a month prior to the events of this part, I was sitting in study strats drawing, (I think) and suddenly this kid Steive, well, okay, so Steive isn't his actual name but I'll be renaming everyone for privacy reasons. So Steive starts singing and lets just say my eardrums were not very content, so I say: "Spare our ears!" and he goes: "What? Did you just say smell my ears?" and I say: "NO! SPARE! Do you need hearing aids?" and he goes: "I can't believe you said 'smell my ears'" And I say: "That is not what I said!" I do my best to focus on what I'm doing, but Steive just keeps going: "SMELL MY EARS!" in the highest, most annoying way possible. I ask him a few times why he keeps at it and that the situation has basically passed, but he dosen't stop. And guess what? Of course, because as my terrible luck goes, I sit in front of him in science. This whole "smell my ears" thing goes on for a little over a month. Which is where this part begins...

I'm sitting in science, we have a sub, and my friend Anne comes and sits next to me. And, of course, Steive was doing the whole, "smell my ears" shit.

Me: "If  I hear that one more time I'm gonna EXPLODE."

Steive: "SMELL MY EARS!"

Me: "Thats it!"

I stand up, literally strut over. And explode.

"THATS IT! I'VE HAD IT! THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON FOR OVER A MONTH! I! AM! DONE!" I literally scream in his ugly ass face.

Steive: "Bro you stink!"

Every body is watching.

Did I care? HELL NO!

As this is happening, my legs are literally shaking. I was THAT MAD. I genuinely felt like I was going to fall. But I force my legs to hold me up because that would be WAY to embarrassing. The para comes over and asks what's happening. Lemme tell you, she is GRAIT. She knows how to put up with all the little bitches in my class, including me. And I don't really ever show it, but I am grateful that she's around. She dosen't desurve all the hate the other students give her. No seriously. I was sitting in social studies once and someone who's also in that class asks me: "Hey Nevaeh, don't you just hate Mrs. R?"

Anyway, I tell her what had happend, and she asks me if I want to go see my consuler. I think that's what it's called? I agree and I pack up my stuff and before I leave Steive says something. I don't remember what it was, but it pissed me off.

Me: "Say another word and we're gonna have a problem!!!!!!!!"

Steive: "What kind of a problem?"

I leave before I could spit back some kind of insult.

You can probably guess what happens after that. I tell my study strats teacher about the whole situation, she's my consuler or whatever. Word got out about the whole thing and these randoes would come over to me and say: "smell my ears". I remember that once I was sitting at lunch minding my business and some idiot yells it in my ear. I told him that he was an immature bitch.

Eventually I just started ignoring it and it all eventually died down. Some boys still say it, but I just act like I've never heard it before. Honestly, all I want is to be left alone.

Well, thanks for reading!