Cassie's POV
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I sit in the small classroom and stare at the shiny cherry red clock hung above the white board. My eyes travel across the numbers as each minute passes by. I can't focus on math, English, grammar, or history. The only thing I can think about is how humiliating today was. The thing that upsets me most is the fact that it's all my fault. Usually someone else humiliates me, but not today. My thoughts dissolve into feelings and emotions turning my heart cold. Tears well in my eyes, threatening to poor down. I try as much as my eyes will let me to hold them back, but I can't. Silent drops of water soak my cheeks and the paper on my desk. Trying to shallow the amount of tears I shoot my eyes to the floor in hope nobody had noticed me. Unfortunately I'm to late. I find my self looking directly into the crystal blue eyes of Caleb.

"Hey you ok?" He whispers.

I simply nod my head in reply and burry my face into the book that lays in my hands. I think he can tell me that I'm lying cause he gives a small frown and focuses his eyes back on the teacher. I give a sigh of relief when class has concluded, with a sound of a bell. I quickly stand up and eagerly rush out the door in urge to make it to lunch in time. My feet zip down the hall and into the large dining area; typically I don't eat cafeteria food, so I skip the undergoing line for food and sit down at a table in the corner. My hands travel threw my bright pink backpack until I find my small bag of sandwiches. I take a small I bite of one and realize my lonely surroundings. Of course I'm the only one at my table.... Cause I'm always rejected. Well so I thought....

The wonderful Caleb comes over, and sits right next to my lonely self giving me a reassuring smile, which he returns.

"Hey." He says.
"Hi." I reply shyly.
"So how do you like this school so far?" He asks trying to start a conversation.
"It's good and all... I just don't have any friends..." I say shamefully.
"Yeah you do." He says with a chuckle
"Um no I don't... How would you know anyway." I answer I bit offended.
"I'm your friend." He replies with a sweet and caring smile.

The thought gives hope in my mind that someone actually wants to be my friend.

"I guess you are." I tease with a little laugh.

Once we have both completed lunch we head off back into our last classes and once again pick seats next to each other. I'm glad I've found a friend that seems to want to friend me for me, not for what I have or who I'm friends with. Well I think so anyway....
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Yay Cassie made I friend! Pls plz plz comment! It's kinda sad 0 comments lol😂 Thanks so much for reading!

This book is dedicated for all people being bullied.