"No, you can't! Are you out of your mind!? I don't care if you wrote it!" I exclaim, staring at him bluntly in the yes. He couldn't just demand such a favor, and expect me to simply agree. But he continues to beg, as if suddenly it was his right to demand it. And I was just that one obstacle he'd found hard to rag away.

"It won't even feel like I'm there! I just want to see how well you read it" He explains with jazz hands, as he'd trailed his way behind me. I sighed, continuing to ignore him, as I'd stomped hard in my pumps, once I reached the doors of Mrs. Anne's classroom.

"Listen, I'm not sure what made you think we're suddenly friends, but I am not about to let you join my class for some ego- reinforcement" I make it clear poking at his shirt with my school purse. I didn't want him there. He'd written the assignments for me, end of story. I hadn't read anywhere on the deal that it came with an overall assignment observation.

If anything, he was trying to sabotage my presentation, not cheer on for it. So, it wasn't a win-win situation. There wasn't anything for me.

"I'm honestly just here, to see everyone's reaction to it" He shrugs pushing past me into the classroom, before I had the option to even protest. If Mrs. Anne was that oblivious, he'd get to sit through the whole presentation, and probably find a way to incapacitate it.

Exasperated, I'd chosen to ignore his appearance in the class crowd. I couldn't cause a scene in my AP English class. Let's just get this over with, I thought.

I walked in, head held high, and sat in my usual front seat.

"Sadie, would you like to volunteer to come up first?" My English teacher called out, as I'd suddenly raised my head from the paper, that I hadn't even read at least once yet. Standing up, I nodded at my teacher, and prepared myself, for the class to see.

Suddenly I was nervous. Why I was nervous, I wasn't sure, but I usually had no problem reading a paper towards the class. Yet somehow, I wasn't even able to move my feet.

I took a deep breath analyzing my surroundings, and held the pages between both my hands. Before I parted my lips.

"When I firstly decided to start the assignment, I didn't really want to read the book. I thought it was hugely biased on the illusion that human beings replicated over the concept of love. What lesson would it teach? That love was worth dying for, when some of us weren't even sure it actually existed?" I'd paused, suddenly feeling rather uneasy with the paper, but I couldn't stop as Mrs. Anne was keen to hear more.

I personally found it absurd, and some people had found it absurd that I had found it absurd. But though it was but a contradicting issue, I was also being graded by it, and so putting my personal opinions aside, I'd done it for the A. Since my grades and the perception, the society had over me had always mattered than it all. So, I opened up the papers and began to read them. It took me a while to finish it, I wasn't a slow reader, but since my time was very valuable and I had too many school responsibilities that I refuse to give up on, plus all the high school parties I get invited to that for some reason I think I have an obligation to attend, because I think I'm that important. But since I was very good in the lying department, I decided that I could masquerade that I'd ditched a party for a book that I hadn't prized the least bit. Till now.There were times, I won't lie, where I'd given up, decided this book wasn't for me. Decided I was already perfectly walking on a fine line, and Romeo and Juliet were everything I'd didn't believe in and just walked a different road. Sometimes, I get stuck in the middle of the road, sometimes leaning towards that road I never wanted. But I was always pushed to take the one that presumably was laid out for me since the beginning of time. Here's the tea though, if there was one thing, I'd learned from this, it is that no one is perfect and no one ought to be. Because if you cared enough about yourself, whatever people say about you didn't matter. Because they weren't you, only you make the choices, for your life. So, wash off your make up, take off the large hoodies, put down your phones and your forced smiles, because that will never define you. You are not defined by your past mistakes or the things that people say about you, you are defined by how your mistakes shaped you. When you are being someone you're not, you're not one of a kind anymore, you've split yourself in two and sometimes you'll do things you don't believe only because you think you'll belong if you do. Romeo and Juliet loved each other to death. I begun to understand, that what Romeo had done for Juliet and what Juliet had done for Romeo was the act of free will and love despite the societies point of view. It wasn't influenced by today's humanity, and that's exactly how it should be now. Don't do it for anyone, but yourself. Because you are special, and much more than that you're one of a kind..."

I didn't read it, but I was pretty sure nothing I'd read was anything related to the analysis to the story. My heart had jumped out of my chest, and my cheeks were red and hot. I was boiling for multiple reasons but mainly that he'd made me stand out here looking like a fool. I quickly crumbled up the paper, and threw it in the basket of the classroom avoiding all and every eye that was whispering inaudibly. I looked over at Mrs. Anne, whose facial expression I couldn't read, though I knew she was more than disappointed. I gave her an apologetical look, and tried to explain myself.

"I am so sorry Mrs. Anne I can explain, I didn't write this. I mean I did, but not like this. Something's wrong-

Suddenly I was cut short, at the sound of hands clasped together filled the void of the silence in the classroom. Everyone was clapping, hooting, cheering and smiling. Everyone was very amused, but I was bemused. My eyes were tinted in blue, and were glossy, ready to catapult out into the open. Fearing a breakdown right there, I'd stormed out. I'd stormed out of class, and I wondered if I'd ever come back.

I placed my back against the lockers by the classroom door, and slid down slowly as the tears, flew out of my eyes and rested neatly on my cheeks. I'd been embarrassed in public, by-

"How could you do this to me!?" I yell at him slamming my fists against his chest. "After all I did for you?"

Jaxon, paced out of the room, not long after I had, suddenly confused with my outrage. He shouldn't be surprised at all, in fact, he should be scared.

"Everyone liked it Sadie I don't understand what-

"No Jaxon! It doesn't matter if anyone liked it! I told you to write about Romeo and Juliet, not about me! You wrote about me, and made me read it in front of the class like an idiot!" I exclaimed the tears pushing down even harder than before. I had raged, and I couldn't go back to the self-collected, conservative Sadie Princeton everyone knew. That Sadie was gone, and this one was about to kill Jaxon.

He stood silent, realizing that no good deed came about from he'd done without my permission. "You had no right to do this to me..." I croak, devastated. I was going ballistic, but what did it matter? The whole class thinks I am some sort of preacher now, who talks about herself during book presentation assignments. They probably think I am stupid now, clapping to only encourage my embarrassment. He'd fooled me. Yet who was to blame? It was me, I'd trust him, when I never should have.

"I'm sorry Sadie, I just thought this would make you happy since-

"Since what? Do you think I need your pity? Listen Jaxon, I am fine. And it's nothing your stupid joke could have fixed. I should have never trusted you with anything at all. Now because of you I am going to be a laughing stock and-

"And what?" He questions horrified with my eruption.

"And..." But I couldn't budge. My lips moved yet nothing rolled out.

"Sadie?" He questions, a little afraid with my silence.

"I can't breathe!" I blurted out, inhaling deeply I explained, holding against the wall as I'd tried to walk.

And that's when I felt it. I stopped speaking and I'd felt the aching of pain rise. My legs felt jelly and my head felt light headed. My knees felt weak as I was falling towards the floor and I couldn't stop it from happening.

"W-what about your pills? Let me find them" he questions frantically, wondering they'd do any good. He'd snatched my purse from under my arms that rested neatly by the floor in no movement.

I'd mustered with all that I could and raised my arm and draped it over his that rumbled through my purse for my Adderall pills. He looked at me for a split second, and I shook my head showing him that they were ineffective as of this moment. He slowly took his hand out, and took my head into his lap, looking for something, deep into my drained eyes that could help.

My fingers were quivering in constant movement, but I had lost control of every part of my body. Jaxon, completely clueless of what was going on stood like a stone as it all happened. My vision was blurry, but I could make out some faces as they rushed towards my side through the hallways. I could here faint noises speak. But I was slowly losing track of reality.

"Sadie! Sadie can you hear me? Say something!" Jaxon exclaims in pure fear, hoping I was only joking around. But even if I'd wanted to, I couldn't speak back. My lips were sealed.

It stopped there. As I wonder why I hadn't spoke I'd noticed that my lips couldn't move, they weren't moving no matter how much I tried. As panic built against my fingers, I pressed hard against parts of my body but slowly nothing seemed to budge. I was numb, and in pain, and all I could see was my eyes blurred by tears, and students getting their own fill of the chaos.

"Oh my god...I-I am going to go call the nurse!' He spoke abruptly, having no clue for how to address this situation. He took my numb body and rested it by the lockers so it could lean onto the wall, before he'd run off.

Sweat prickled down my body while my body stopped responding to my brain. Fear written all over me, I uttered sounds that weren't audible gaining some sorts of benefits back. Jaxon had already run off looking for help. But left behind him a crowd of people taking turns to see what had been going on, to see the school perfection lying across the floor with no breathe, no glance, and no hope.

I had completely forgotten to take my Adderall today, and didn't even bother to take one after break. It was now my fault. I was humiliated, in public shunned by humanity. This was something I could never, ever run away from both literally and figuratively. Tears slowly began to prickle down my cheeks as my legs wouldn't budge and I slowly fell to the floor. Blood oozed out of my nose making its way down towards my cheer outfit. I gasped for air, but I suddenly held no motion anymore.

I was slowly slipping away with loss of air. My eyes had shut closed and I breathed one last time.

And I didn't no more.

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