William's p.o.v
"I widened my eyes. I wanted to say yes but i couldn't. I don't know why. Instead, i just said"
William: you both think too much. Stop it right now. We have nothing going on. Besides, why do you think that he would fall for me?
Chad: i mean yeah why did we even think of that?
Jillian: you have nothing, why would he fall for you? Good point.
"At that statement, i actually thought that i'm not worth it. It made me feel like a loser. I know i'm also the one who feels like i'm not enough but getting to know about it from others made me feel more bad. I didn't say anything after that statement of Jillian. I looked down"
Chad: oh he's about to cry.
Jillian: yeah call his mom to take him.
"They started to make fun of me (not the good one. They insulted me). I felt suffocated. I stood up and left the class. I don't know why but tears started to form in my eyes which made my vision blurry. I ran to the bathroom and started to wash my face, i rubbed my face harshly without caring and just kept the water running through it. I dried my face. I got out of the bathroom and went to the principal's office. I took a sick leave and went home. When i went home my mom opened the door and I hugged her. I started to cry. She hugged me back and started to pat my shoulder. She didn't ask me anything and made me sit on the sofa in the living room. She got a glass of water for me. I drank half of it and kept the glass on the table. She sat beside me and held my arm"
Mrs. Watson: tell me, what's wrong?
William: mom, am i not enough? Am i not worth it? Do you also think that i'm a loser?
Mrs. Watson: no sweetie. Why would you think like that? Did anyone say something to you?
William: i made two friends in my major. They were really kind at first. But as the time started to pass and i started to get used to them, they started insulting me. I mean saying things like making jokes or anything like that, it happens when we are with our friends. But when they start saying things like, you have nothing or you are just a loser and this or that. Is that really friendship? I'm starting to doubt it. Or whenever i try to share my day with them, they act like they don't want me here or they are bored with me they don't share their problems with me. They don't talk about the things they like when they are with me. Am i the problem?
Mrs. Watson: no honey it's definitely not you. It's them. If they act like this, they are not your friends. Real friends don't degrade you, they always cheer you up, they are by your side when you need them, they'll share things with you, not everything but like their problems and little things that make them happy, they'll definitely share. So don't think that you are not enough just because of some jerks who call themselves your friends.
William: thanks mom. I really needed that.
Mrs. Watson: i'll always be there for you honey.
"I hugged her again and she hugged me back"
William: mom i have something that i wanna tell you.
Mrs. Watson: what is it?
William: well there is a guy in my university, who i think i may like. I don't know yet. But he treats me like i'm something special. You're not mad right?
Mrs. Watson: why would i be mad? If you like someone, you like them. It's not a crime. Just remember that i will always be there for you when you need me. If you like him, you can i'm not stopping you.
"I broke the hug and looked at her"
William: really?
Mrs. Watson: yes really.
William: mom i love you so much.
Mrs. Watson: i love you too honey.
"I felt nice talking to my mother about it. As expected, my so called friends actually stopped talking to me. But i'm not sad, i don't care. Well in that time, Zack became my friend. I don't know how, why or anything. It's just that we have so many things in common. I'm actually happy. I feel so comfortable when Zack is with me. I like him"
Next month:
"a month has passed since that incident with my friends and Zack and i do like eachother. He told me about it last week. I was walking in the hallway when someone jumped on me from behind. I mean who wouldn't guess, that's obviously Zack. I smiled and turned to hug him. He hugged me back. We broke the hug and held eachother's hands"
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