I walked into school the next day. I saw the way people were looking at me, disgusted. But to be honest, I would be disgusted if someone else's boobs were on a guys phone.
I swiftly ran to my locker before anyone could really notice me and do something bad to me.
"Hey." Brandon said softly and quietly.
"You don't need to talk to me. I get it, ok?" I replied.
"Why wouldn't I talk to you?" He was playing dumb.
"About me and you know—" I gestured down to my boobs.
"Oh, that. Yeah everyone knows." He recalled.
"Then, why are you still talking to me?" I interrogated.
"Because now your just as much a loser as me." He replied as if it was nothing.
"Thanks." I said.
"Sorry. That came out wrong. What I meant was, I didn't have any friends until you came, so we're kind of in the same boat." He said. With that I rolled my eyes and walked of to class.
When lunch came, I grabbed some food from the cafeteria, and plopped a seat next to Brandon.
"Hey." I said.
"Hey," Replied Brandon. I started to eat my lunch. "Did you know that after a mother prey mantis and father prey mantis have intercourse, the mother will then eat the father?"
"You had to say this while I was eating, didn't you?" I said as I lost me appetite.
"Sorry." He replied. As lunch went on, no one really said anything to me. Just a couple comments from the popular kids, but really that was all. Classes went on as normal.
I didn't want to take the bus, so instead I walked home. When I got home I logged onto my computer. Dylan must've edit his caption, because now it said 'Guess who tried to get with me while I had a girlfriend?'
People seemed disgusted by the lie:
"You better back off my boyfriend BITCH!"
"WHORE. I mean it's one thing to try to sleep with a guy, but a guy who's dating someone? Down right disgusted by you."
Tears filled my eyes. Once again I blocked his account. I find it very stupid how people believe one thing that didn't even happen.
The next day was terrible, well to be fair all my days were terrible. I walked into my homeroom class and took a seat next to Brandon. People looked back at me a giggled. Some looked at me with disgust and others didn't look at me at all.
Lunch time came. Even with my life upside down, I was still an A average student, and for some reason the rest of these idiots thought that I was just a stupid as them.
"I can't believe you tried to sleep with someone. Your so dumb and a slut and your stupider that a 2 year old!" Someone yelled.
"Stupider isn't a word." I yelled back. By then I didn't notice that someone had come up to me, one of the jocks.
"What? Are you going to try to sleep with me? What are you looking at, my dick?" He said.
"I was looking your face, and even if I did look down there, I wouldn't see much." I snapped.
Someone came up from behind him and grabbed his dick, he let out a groan of pleasure. "Only I'm allowed see down there." His girlfriend said.
"Eww." Brandon said as we looked at each other.
"And they call me a slut?" I said back to him. I looked back at her.
"Stand up," she said, so I did. "If your trying to sleep with my boyfriend, then think again. Even if you were a prostitute, no one would want to have sex with you."
Someone then yelled, "Just punch her already!" So she did. She had punched me right in the eye, I fell and hit my head hard on the floor. Teachers ran in. Brandon kneeled down beside me.
"Who did this?" One of the teachers yelled. It was dead silent. "I SAID WHO DID THIS?" He yelled again. Everyone pointed to Brandon. That's when everything faded to black.