one day it just you.... now it's you and her...

you were called the lovable idiot. kinda oblivious, still a nice guy. you didn't mind the rumors about a new student, you were busy spending time with your friends. until you saw her....

America.

she became popular in a week. girls wanting to be her friends, boys wanting her love. you kept away from all of it, spending time with your friends, until they swapped to different schools. now it's just you.

you became more isolated, keeping to yourself. your hair became unkempt, you wore baggy clothes, and you were tired most of the time. nobody really noticed.

one day you were taking stuff out your locker, when you closed it and turned to go into to class, you looked up and saw America looking down at you, not saying anything, just gazing at you....