I collected myself and left the bathroom, ready to go to my next class. I really hoped that Landon wouldn't be there, because I couldn't remember if he was in my Algebra with me or not. I wasn't really thinking clearley at the moment. I walked into room 209 and there he was, laughing in all his glory, at something his friend Tracie had said moments before.

"There dorkess is" I heard Tracie whisper as I took my seat at the front of the room. I heard Dean laugh quietly as class began. Midway through, I thought I felt something hit the back of my head, but I wasn't sure. I decided to keep on working, and to ignore whatever it was. Seconds later Dean walked up next to me, picking his pen up from the floor next to me. I gave him a sidewords glance, still trying to concentrate on my assignment.

"Oops" he muttered, grinning crueley. I knew that he had thrown the pen at me, and he silently walked back to his seat accross from Landon, high fiving his friend Walker in triumph.

Tracie laughed and I sighed as my pencil broke, staring at it in disbelief. I would have to walk past Landon and Co. to the pencil sharpener at the back of the room, since it was my only pencil and I didn't have a personal sharpener. No one that remotley liked me sat close to me, and I knew that no one would lend me a sharpener or a pencil. I had no choice.

I could have always pretended to be finished with my work, but I knew that I had a doctors appointment later than day and would never finish the rest of my homework if I blew it off now. And there was still 45 minutes of class, and I would need a pencil sometime today. So sucking up all of the guts I could, I got out of my seat.

I slowley walked towards the back of the room, willing myself to not make eye contact with Landon. But he stared at me as I walked by and I felt myself staring back. He looked a bit ashamed, and my heart melted slightly. Dean stuck out is leg and tried to trip me, and even though I only stumbled, half the class laughed. The teacher looked up.

"Is there a problem Miss. Sullivan?" Mr. Brooke asked.

"No Mr. Brooke, i'm just sharpining my pencil" I stated.

He looked back down to the stack of ungraded papers on his desk and I finally reached the pencil sharpener. I sighed in relief, though I knew there would be the walk back. I could feel Landons eyes on me. I heard someone get up and just supposed that another person was getting a drink or something. Landon lined up behind me to use the pencil sharpener.

My mind was spinning, I expected the worse. He pretened to push me, and said "Hurry up, Virgin Mary" only loud enough for his friends to hear. They all laughed slightly. He then supprised me.

"Are you okay?" he whispered quietly, so his friends wouldn't hear. I thought maybe I was right about him for a second, maybe he wasn't a monster. But before class filled my head again.

"Just fine" I whispered back as I turned to go. I know my voice cracked when I said it, and he quickly used the sharpener and followed me till his seat passed and he slipped into it. When I reached my own seat, I sighed yet again. This had been the worst day of my life. Soon the bell rang, and I packed up, and was the first one out. I couldn't bare to stay in that room any longer.

I had always been picked on, but this was pushing me and testing me the most. I thought briefly about telling the teacher, but knew it would be worse if I did. Instead I just left as fast as possible.

I still hadn't finished my math packet. I knew i'd never get to it. And I was too upset to care.