based on [another] true story

may sixteenth, monday, two thousand sixteen

him
her
sorta-popular girl

;

'he's blocking my way. i need to say something, he needs to move, but i can wait. cant i?' she thought.

"you cant get in. you arent allowed." he blocked the classroom door with his body.

"stop." the popular girl tried to get through.

"no."

"move," she said.

"you can go through," he said moving out of her way. he made sure to block the popular girl out and let her through.

"of course i can."

and that was the last time they ever talked.

bye.
-jennifer