I'd give it to him.

Arden was not one to hold grudges. A complete opposite of Hannah.

Because even if Arden Walker hadn't done anything to her, she asked her minions to teach him a lesson: That he should stay in his rightful place — the bottom of the ladder.

I had heard Hannah saying something about pestering Arden during lunch, and some other unreasonable things which I did not want to hear nor did I want to witness.

Yes. I was indeed, a coward.

But that was for my own protection, for me to not experience those myself.

And if that wasn't enough reason for me to hate myself, Arden Walker, with an orange juice stained shirt and tattered notebooks in his hand, smiled at me that same afternoon.

And I know he was aware why he had gotten the unfair treatment. He knew it was because he had approached me, and Hannah had caught him.

But the smile he flashed me was nothing but kind and sincere. I never thought I could hate myself more.

But I did.