I've known this boy since my freshman year of high school (I just graduated junior year yeet boi wasted my junior shit) So I ain't gonna lie, I fuckin hated this kid! He was sittin in class freshman year talking about how fuckin fat he was and shit and let me tell you this boy is fucking thin as a stick now and freshman year he was still thin, he consistently picked fights with teachers and always threw the fuckin feel bad for me pwease uwu card into the center of the conversation! I hated him so much. Then, sophomore year came, this motherfucker didn't shut up about fortnite it's all he'd talk about, I actually didn't come to school half the time because I found this kid so goddamn annoying! I would roll my eyes and sigh he was this little twit and shit who always wanted to flaunt how sad he was and how good of a gamer he was. Then junior year starts, I'm like thank God I hope I got friends in some of my classes, you know what happens? THIS BOY IS IN FIVE OF MY NINE CLASSES! I had him first, second, fifth, sixth, and eighth! I had to sit through Mondays of him telling everyone how he played fortnite over the weekend and how he never left the house or anything. And you all are probably saying, "Oh, Angel! You hated him because he played fortnite and he has body issues! REEEE YOU CAN'T DO THAT PEOPLE HAVE SERIOUS PROBLEMS!" And what I say to that is, shut the fuck up! I don't fuckin go flaunting around how much I want to kill myself while smiling my little ass off!

Then in October I started getting bullied by this kid and I was talking about it to my friend and the boy has the nerve to be like, "just ignore him." Like? You know the dude sending me threats?? But yeah nothing happened for awhile till December, but that's next chapter!