I'd always been the kid people picked on in school. My family lived near the cornfields just down the dirt road from an old looking basketball court. But only a few blocks down was Murray Elementary. I go there. Everyday I'm dropped off before 8 o'clock because school starts then.

I walked inside with my backpack on my back... Holdin' both straps and my favorite baseball cap my grandpa gave me that had the Arizona Diamondback's logo on it. Virginia didn't have a baseball team. But I sure wished I'd be the first player on the official Virginia MLB team. I walked into my 4th grade classroom and found my cubby. Mrs. Johnson was sitting at her desk prepping for the day. Then. There you were. You were the tallest girl in class. The one I hated because you made fun of me all the time. Then... I held my breath as the day started. First 2 hours of the day you kept callin' me dwarf because I was still shorter than you...

That day when I went home I cried to my Ma about it. Even my Dad knew I was a mama's boy.

"Mama she maid fun of me again!" I wailed to her. My Ma was tall like my Pa was. Except she was the softer one when it came to emotions and what not.

"Kiddo I told ya already you gotta stick up for yourself. Don't let her pick on you just because you haven't grown yet." My Ma said. And you know what? That stuck with me more than anythin' my Pa's ever said to me.

By now... I'm 17 the captain of the school's baseball team at Maury Highschool in Norfolk. My family had moved to Norfolk to be closer to Virginia Beach. I have a dog now... His name is Casper. He's a Shepherd dog... And it just so happens I haven't seen you in over 7 years since we were 10 in 4th grade. But that was all goin' to change. I was a junior this year. And I heard around the school is a new girl is comin'. I've heard rumors that she's from out of state or she studied abroad. Even some that she was homeschooled or homeless or somethin'.

But... It was you. I saw you walk into my first period of the day. Standin' there. Tall still... But I wasn't the boy you called dwarf anymore. It's like you didn't even recognize me. Hell it pissed me off even.

I turned and muttered to my friend "You remember the girl I told you about who used to keep callin' me dwarf?" I said to my friend Waylon

"Huh?" Waylon responded and looked up from his textbook "Ohhh yeah-! Why do ya ask?"

I scowled "She's the new girl... I hate that brat. She doesn't even recognize me!" I muttered