I open my eyes and realize I'm on the floor of the pizzeria. How long was I knocked out for? My head begins to start hurting a lot. I see Rose standing over me and I try to stand up when a guy comes from behind me and helps me steady myself. 

I turn around to see who helped me out, expecting it to be one of the guys. And it was a guy. It was the guy. The guy who called me beautiful after I laughed at his friend for making a g-spot joke during the class picture.

"Oh my god," I say out loud.

He says, "Are you okay? I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking when I opened the door. I didn't mean to hurt you." He's standing right in front of me and I can't help but stare. I don't why I have such a problem with staring, but I quickly stop when I feel something drip. 

Blood. I'm bleeding. Of course, I am. "Can someone get her a first aid kit, please?", Ryan says. He pushes over the guy who hit me, the guy I've been wanting to see since the class photo. Ryan lightly touches my face and asks me how much pain I'm in on a scale of 1-10.

"What are you, a doctor?" says one of the guys who came with the photo guy. It's the g-spot joker. Of course, it is. Ryan responds, "I'm an EMT in training and work for GFR. Geneseo's First Response."

"Wow, Ryan. That's so cool! And pain level is only like a 4. Don't worry about me!" I say. I then look around at all the face's around me and they all look worried. "Seriously, everybody, I'm fine. I've dealt with much worse pain."

Shit. Did I just say that out loud? Before anyone can question my last statement, g-spot guy says, "Good. We can go now, Nate. You can stop worrying about her."

Nate. The guy who called me beautiful's name is Nate.

Nate looks at g-spot guy and says, "Luke, can you chill for a sec?" He then looks at me and step closer taking the spot Ryan was in before he left to make a phone call to GFR. "Hey, I really am sorry. Can you forgive me?"

"Of course," I say, "You didn't mean to hit me. I should've been watching where I was walking. I know now to beware of doors." He laughs at my stupid joke and it makes me smile. "But, seriously all is forgiven."

He says, "Thank you...what is your name?"

"Genevieve. But, please call me Genny."

"Haha. Genny, like the school. Cute," he says and I smile. "Well, Genny. There has to be some way for me to make it up to you?"

"Seriously, Nate, is it? Everything is good. You do not have to make it up to me. I'm fine." 

"Yes, you are," he says quietly in a really sweet, but kind of hot tone. I don't think he realizes that I heard him. Nobody seems to react so maybe I just imagined it. I mean I did just get hit in the head with a door. I could be hallucinating all of this. But, I wasn't. And I so wish I was after I see who enters the pizzeria. 

Harper. Of course, she's here, now, right after I got hit in the head. She walks in and looks me up and down and says, "Wow. You look so much better like this, all bruised up and bleeding. You finally look like the damaged goods you are."

What the fuck does that mean? She doesn't know my past. Even if it's true, she can't say that. Before I can bitch slap her or at least say something in my defense, Rose says, "Wow. That couldn't be further from the truth. But, if we're talking about looks, you really pull off the whole bitchy spawn of satan look."

Harper gasps and everyone around us starts laughing, including me. Then I hear, Luke, the g-spot joker, say, "Damn girl. You're feisty. I like it."

Rose shakes her head and smiles at him and we're all still laughing when Harper looks at me with her death stare and says, "Watch your back damaged goods. Or you'll end up with even more bruises."

My heart sinks. I can't respond. I can't move. I feel broken all over again. 

Damaged goods. Those words hurt more than anything else someone could say to me. 

Because I am damaged goods.

But, being called that again makes me cringe remembering my past. Remembering her. Remembering the pain she made me feel.

I must have been lost in thought for a while because Rose comes up to me and says, "Genny. she's gone. Are you okay?" I put a fake smile on my face and say, "Totally. I'm fine. I was just thinking up more insults for her and must have zoned out. "Okay. Well, we should go," Rose says.

Rose, me and the rest of the group leave the pizzeria and start walking back to the dorm. We don't get very far when I hear someone yell, "Genny! Wait up!" I turn around and see Nate. I'm still feeling really upset, but I smile when I see him run up to me.

He hands me a napkin. "What is this?" I ask. 

"My phone number," he says. 

"Call me sometime Genny, I'd like to see you again."

He smiles and walks back to the pizzeria.

Everyone in the group looks at me and says, "ooh" in childish middle school voices. Everyone does except Ryan who looks at me and gives me a weird smile. Before I can even think about his response, Rose comes over and squeals, "Girl! That's the guy you've been looking for. He found you, maybe by hitting you with a door, but still, he found you and gave you his number! Ah! I'm so happy for you."

I hug Rose and say, "I'm so glad you're my roommate." Then I look around at the rest of the girls and guys and say, "I know some of just met today, but I'm so glad we did. You guys are the best!"

We walk back to the dorm and have a movie night. We watch "Shrek" and invite another girl from down the hall to join named Hailey. She seems nice. 

So far, I've made some great friends and an awful enemy. 

But, I've had an enemy before. And she was far worse than Harper.

There's no way Harper could hurt me like she did.

No one can scar me like she did.