As a foreigner in the school, I nearly got bullied but they mostly didn't succeed first of all because I didn't give them the chance. I'm a black girl and to top it all I do dress in a boyish way I guess they got scared believing I would whoop their ass and I also feel someone with big influence was protecting me and I don't know who that person is.
one day, I got confronted by some gang, I was obviously not in the mood then and I was dressing like a girl that day and I regretted why I went on that outfit. Honestly, the reason I dress boyish most times is because it gives me courage and I don't totally get scared that easily compared to when I dress like a girl. oh yes, that's how psycho I can be. I wouldn't disagree that I'm on a girl outfit but I still wouldn't let this gang get the better of me. I was about to be give them a piece of me but before I could do that they all got scared and left. wow, I didn't know I was that fierce though but within I knew there was more to that scenario than what I feel.
I was surprised how everyone became jovial with me, getting me stuffs and all that. I didn't bother knowing much, all I said was I'm going to enjoy this while it lasts nevertheless I couldn't stop noticing this guy, he was so cute, sexy, a big snub, I just don't know how to describe him, damn, how can someone be this good-looking anyways, I don't want to believe that I have a crush on him and with the way both boys and girls are looking at him, I didn't want to give him the honour of knowing that I feel him too so I refused to believe he existed even though it was so hard.
I noticed one day that he wasn't in school, hell yeah, why won't I notice and I kind of got worried that I had to ask people. I don't know why I was so concerned but I couldn't help it. I went home that day, thinking and slept off.
weeks later, he still wasn't in school, I don't know what's up and why I'm so worried but I deeply want to see him and I don't know why.