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XXXVI

Come Monday,
I am excited to return to school
To see her again.
I walk behind a group of boys to my history class.
One of them is the boy,
The troublemaker,
The rat.
They're talking about the dance.
"Hey at least you danced with Cecilia, dude.
She's like an ice queen" one says.
"She turned me down when I asked her out two months ago," chimes in another.
"Than she ignored me for two weeks."
Often times, I'm so quiet people forget I'm there.
They don't see me, walking softly behind them.
I let my eyes drift from one poster on the wall to another.
I want to hear more.
"Don't worry about Adalie, " his best friend says.
Then it happens.
"Yeah," says another friend. "You can do a whole lot better than that lesbo."

A/n: this was not meant to offend anyone. Middle school students often say things which they don't understand how offensive and derogatory it is. These boys don't understand how mean and homophobic they are acting.

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