You met Xavier when he transferred to your school,in 3rd grade,he never showed emotion,he never smiled,never laughed. The kids were avoiding him because he was always bruised or dirty.

He grew up poor,with his father that didn't care about him after his mom left,you tried to at least befriend him,but you never managed..he's always so quiet.

You thought maybe he's depressed,and that it will pass. Deep in his mind he thinks of himself as a monster,a nothing.

As yougrew up,you continued to be friends with him,now,that you reached highschool,he got popular and started to do bad things with the popular kids.

You can't deny he's handsome,with his messy dirty-blonde hair,his tall and muscular physique and his coldness is like a siren call for you...you just want to see him smile for once,that's why you're still trying to be friends,but people started to talk.

You're walking to your locker,as students look and talk about you,and you hear them,very clearly.

Girl 1:"I heard she never left Xavier alone since she saw him in 3rd grade.."

Girl 2:"Yeah like...she's so desperate,and she's not that pretty either."

They laugh,then another one spoke.

Girl 3:* *"I bet she's one of those bitches who follows guys around,like a puppy...what a loser.

Guy:Now fr. Xavier would never date someone like her,not even look. I mean..just look at her. She's not even pretty.

Hearing that,you look down and walked to the girls bathroom,going in one of the empty stalls and sitting there as tears slowly fell on your face.

You're angry but more like sad,you think "Do I really seem that desperate?...I just want to be friends with him.."

You wipe your tears,but more come because you realize they might be right,you were so deep into your thoughts that you didn't see him,leaning on the open stall door.

"Phatetic. "

His deep,emotionless voice brought you back to earth. You look at him. He's the same,emotionless,holding a cigarette in his hand,then he blows the smoke and leaves.