MITCHIE'S P.O.V.

"HEY MITCHIE, YOU'RE SO FINE, YOU'RE SO FINE, YOU BLOW MY MIND HEY MITCHIE! HEY, HEY, HEY MITCHIE!"

Ugh. Gosh, why can't those douchebags leave me alone? What did I ever do to them? Nothing, nothing at all. And yet, they chew my ass out every effing day. Oh, I guess I'd better back up and give you the background information. Alright listen and listen good.

It was my very first day of 7th grade and I was starting at a public school for the very first time. I was so excited and yet, so nervous. I walked into homeroom and I noticed a cute guy sitting near the door. He turned over to look at me and smiled, revealing a mouthful of braces. Oh well, he was still cute! But I didn't smile back. Instead, I gave him a confused look and sat down at a random desk. After the teacher took attendance I found out the guy's name was Jeau (Pronounced like "Joe", but spelled J-E-A-U). Anyways, to make a long story short, since I wouldn't talk to him (don't ask me why, I don't even remember the reason), his friends (the football team; he was the quarterback) up this song that went like this:

HEY MITCHIE, YOU'RE SO FINE, YOU'RE SO FINE, YOU BLOW MY MIND, HEY MITCHIE! HEY, HEY, HEY MITCHIE!

Okay, now I know you think it's sweet, but trust me it wasn't. They sang that song on purpose, knowing it embarrassed me. So, then he told his friends and they all made fun of me and some even tried touching me in a flirty way to get on my nerves. So that is how it happened. He never stopped trying to make me pay for rejecting him. And the worst part? I fell for him-hard. So as a result, I was incredibly hurt throughout middle school. Okay, now that you know the background info, I'm gonna go along with my story currently.

"Hey Mitchie!" Jeau said, coming over to me. I stiffened, trying hard to refrain from punching him. "I was just wondering… do you wanna go out with me?" I glared at him and he burst out laughing, going over to high-five his friends. I rolled my eyes running away from them. "Aw, come on baby, don't be like that!" One of his friends, Shawn, yelled after me. I refused to let the tears spill over. I walked into carpool, thankful that today was the last day of 8th grade. At least maybe now high school will be different.

"Hey Mitch!" My best friend Caitlin said, hugging me. "Whoo! We are now high school freshman! How do you feel?" "Like shit," I said. Caitlin sighed. "Uh-oh. What did they do this time?" I shook my head feeling the tears about to show. "It doesn't…even…matter." I said. "Yes it does!" Caitlin said, putting a hand on my shoulder. "I have to go," I said, as my dad pulled up. "my ride's here." Caitlin sighed. "Okay, but text me tonight!" Caitlin called out to me.

I smiled half-heartedly. At least it was summer. And maybe, just maybe, high school wouldn't be too bad. One thing is for sure though. I will NEVER, I repeat, NEVER, fall in love. Ever. Again.

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