I know it sounds really bad.
And it was.
I was violated.
Me! Violated!
Ok.
So after Bitch-Face called me a "fucking asshole" like seven times and walked off she left Bitch and I to walk ourselves to class.
As we made our way to first period, that boy- the FLAMING sophmore,
totally like molested me.
And I was like "Ahhh!"
So I guess the idea was "crowded" hall, him standing in the middle of it with a group of friends. One of his friends pushing him like I want to be pushed into Mr. M or who ever
And me getting felt up.
So that's exactly how it happens.
He "says" something.
His friends laugh.
One of the girls like so obviously pushes him into me.
He feels my right side- from mid-rib to illiac crests
And I'm like...
What the hell?
Did that just happen?
Bitch, who was walking so far ahead of me turned to wait and gave me a look of "Did-that-really-just-happen?"
I didn't want to say anything that very second because I heard them laughing behind me.
So I just smiled and moved on.
When we got far enough, Bitch turned and asked "Did that boy just touch you?"
I was so relieved to know I didn't just imagine this one.
It really did happen.
I now know how my boys feel.
Violated.
Maybe I shouldn't molest them anymore...
Nope.
Nevermind.
Stupid of me.
They like it.
So yeah...I was violated by an ugly boy.
The End.
