daily basis, as far as how we are being treated, whether it’s ethical or unethical.”
The class laughed as I put my head down. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what the definition was; the words just didn’t come out right.
“Not quite, I need you to pay more attention in class,” she said as she called on someone else as I tuned out again with shame.
I hated being embarrassed, I hated being laughed at because I couldn’t control how people felt about me, so I often secluded myself and excused myself from reality whenever I was at school. The school bell finally rang for lunch. I walked slowly, thinking about the right words to say to Reggae. I walked to the cafeteria and saw her getting her food and she sat down in the corner where she always sat. I walked towards her hoping for nothing but the best.
“Hel…hello, my name is Ella, what is yours?” she didn’t speak for a minute so I almost walked away in shame until she said something.
“Reggae.”
“H…h…hi. Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah?”
“I just wanted to let you know that your eyes are very beautiful, I wish I had them.”
“No you don’t.”
“Why not? They’re beautiful.”
“Trust me you don’t, because ignorant people will laugh at you for being different.”
“I wish I was different.”
“You wish a lot huh.”
“Yeah but most of them don’t come true though,” she cracked a smile that made me a little comfortable.
“May I sit with you?”
“Sure.”
I sat across from her and hoped she would look up again so I could see her eyes.
“What?” she kept looking down.
“Nothing I just wish, I mean, I just want to see your eyes again if you don’t mind.”
“It’s nothing special.”
“It is to me, it makes me happy seeing how beautiful your eyes are.”
“Are you gay?”
“Oh no sorry, I guess I am talking too much, but I love things that are different. I’m different.”
“How?”
“I don’t fit in.”
“That is a choice because you can fit in just fine; you don’t have anything that would make people laugh at you, well except for the way you dress.”
“What is wrong with the way I dress?” I said as I looked at my clothes.
“It’s like you trying to cover something.”
“Yeah I don’t want anybody to judge me based on my body.”
“What is wrong with your body?”
“I just don’t want any attention on me,” she looked at me weird.
“You’re weird.”
“I know.” I giggled alone, “So what are you doing after school?”
“Nothing.”
“Do you want to hang out with me?” I asked.
“No not really.”
“Come on it will be fun.”
“Why me?”
“Because I think you’re cool.”
“What are you trying to do?”
“I don’t know; anything.”
“Mmm, whatever.”
“So that’s a yes?”
“Sure.”
“Ok cool, where do you want to meet me at?”
“I don’t know.”
“We can meet at the bathroom.”
“Sure.”
“Ok cool, I am happy you’re coming to hang out with me,” she said nothing as I went to the bathroom and called my dad.
“Hey sugar.”
“Daddy I finally asked the girl with the blue eyes to hang out with me after school and she said yes.”
“That’s good, but sweetie I am at work I have to go.”
“No daddy wait, where should we go?”
“I’m not sure sweetie pie. Ask your mother, I am sure she has something interesting for you to do.”
“Oh yeah I guess I can ask her.”
“Ok sweetie pie, talk to you later. Love you.”
“I love you too,” I took a deep breath and called my mother, “Hey mommy.”
“Hey sweetie everything ok?”
“Umm yeah, I was just calling you because I’m hanging with my new friend after school today and I don’t know what to do as far as something fun that we can both do together.”
“Umm, I think since you guys are hanging out after school, you should grab something to eat then maybe some ice cream for dessert. Then after that you should go to the park.”
“That sounds good, thank you
The class laughed as I put my head down. It wasn’t that I didn’t know what the definition was; the words just didn’t come out right.
“Not quite, I need you to pay more attention in class,” she said as she called on someone else as I tuned out again with shame.
I hated being embarrassed, I hated being laughed at because I couldn’t control how people felt about me, so I often secluded myself and excused myself from reality whenever I was at school. The school bell finally rang for lunch. I walked slowly, thinking about the right words to say to Reggae. I walked to the cafeteria and saw her getting her food and she sat down in the corner where she always sat. I walked towards her hoping for nothing but the best.
“Hel…hello, my name is Ella, what is yours?” she didn’t speak for a minute so I almost walked away in shame until she said something.
“Reggae.”
“H…h…hi. Nice to meet you.”
“Yeah?”
“I just wanted to let you know that your eyes are very beautiful, I wish I had them.”
“No you don’t.”
“Why not? They’re beautiful.”
“Trust me you don’t, because ignorant people will laugh at you for being different.”
“I wish I was different.”
“You wish a lot huh.”
“Yeah but most of them don’t come true though,” she cracked a smile that made me a little comfortable.
“May I sit with you?”
“Sure.”
I sat across from her and hoped she would look up again so I could see her eyes.
“What?” she kept looking down.
“Nothing I just wish, I mean, I just want to see your eyes again if you don’t mind.”
“It’s nothing special.”
“It is to me, it makes me happy seeing how beautiful your eyes are.”
“Are you gay?”
“Oh no sorry, I guess I am talking too much, but I love things that are different. I’m different.”
“How?”
“I don’t fit in.”
“That is a choice because you can fit in just fine; you don’t have anything that would make people laugh at you, well except for the way you dress.”
“What is wrong with the way I dress?” I said as I looked at my clothes.
“It’s like you trying to cover something.”
“Yeah I don’t want anybody to judge me based on my body.”
“What is wrong with your body?”
“I just don’t want any attention on me,” she looked at me weird.
“You’re weird.”
“I know.” I giggled alone, “So what are you doing after school?”
“Nothing.”
“Do you want to hang out with me?” I asked.
“No not really.”
“Come on it will be fun.”
“Why me?”
“Because I think you’re cool.”
“What are you trying to do?”
“I don’t know; anything.”
“Mmm, whatever.”
“So that’s a yes?”
“Sure.”
“Ok cool, where do you want to meet me at?”
“I don’t know.”
“We can meet at the bathroom.”
“Sure.”
“Ok cool, I am happy you’re coming to hang out with me,” she said nothing as I went to the bathroom and called my dad.
“Hey sugar.”
“Daddy I finally asked the girl with the blue eyes to hang out with me after school and she said yes.”
“That’s good, but sweetie I am at work I have to go.”
“No daddy wait, where should we go?”
“I’m not sure sweetie pie. Ask your mother, I am sure she has something interesting for you to do.”
“Oh yeah I guess I can ask her.”
“Ok sweetie pie, talk to you later. Love you.”
“I love you too,” I took a deep breath and called my mother, “Hey mommy.”
“Hey sweetie everything ok?”
“Umm yeah, I was just calling you because I’m hanging with my new friend after school today and I don’t know what to do as far as something fun that we can both do together.”
“Umm, I think since you guys are hanging out after school, you should grab something to eat then maybe some ice cream for dessert. Then after that you should go to the park.”
“That sounds good, thank you
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