.(Lizzy's POV)

Here is my question- "Could I kill myself?"

Why did I want to do that?

I'll tell you.

I was walking around the campus with MeiMei Wong, my best friend.

We were talking about quantum computing until MeiMei said: "Um, Lizzy, did Mikaela Worthington talk to you today about anything like me."

Mikaela Worthington was MeiMei's crush.

We were so engrossed in our conversation that I did not notice the hot-shot couple, Kyle James and Emily Carleton in front of us.

Here is what was worse- we fell on them, me on Kyle and MeiMei on Emily...and Mei also had a crush on her.

and Emily hated us, the 'hot' nerds.

Emily instead of running her 'smart' mouth about how we spoilt her cute outfit that she was going to wear at the pep rally, smiled and helped us up and said in a sickeningly sweet tone "you're going to regret doing that your whole life. Bye, see ya!"

Too late!

Mei and I ran till we reached our sixth-period class, Humanities.

Miss Penelope Granger took our class (that lady did look like British Cara Black) and she was very-very-very boring.

Today she went on and on about 'secular humanism', and Roy Wood Sellars, John H. Dietrich, and (last but not the least) Greg Epstein.

MeiMei was very keen on this subject because she was very sure that weren't any females who were humanists.

I was preparing to be a lawyer, hence, I roped sociology, political science, psychology, and history, science and math, and humanities.

Finally! The dreadful period was over!

We had a total of ten periods. My next was science, Mrs. Evelynna Oliver took our period. She was my favorite teacher, she taught interesting topics.

Today, she continued "Dynamics: Forces and Motion. Newton's First Law & Inertia".

In the eighth period onwards we had the pep rally and the threatener, Emily was standing there at the center of the gym and was doing clasp, then hurdler (left and right) pike, after that thigh-stand and at last back handspring, and all the other cheerleaders were following the pursuit.

I almost (almost!) fell asleep...until Mr. Lincoln Hobbs thought it'd be a good idea to blow the "Wild Leopards" blow horn that blew my brains out.

On my right, MeiMei was sitting (going crazy for the cheerleader) and on my left, Olivia Blare was there (seeming as bored as ever).

Oliv and Mei were very different from each other, Oliv was wallflower and Mei was the lesbian life of the party.

I was on the dance team but this year I left it because it took all my time.

After an hour, the pep rally got over and Oliv was glad 'cause she hated it all very much, while Mei looked like some guy asked Mikaela to prom before she could.

Our ninth period was psychology, Mr. Anthony Julien was an okay teacher who only stuck to our schedules and only once (!) would make us do something interesting.

He only went on about prejudice and discrimination (i.e., homophobia, sexism, racism), social cognition, person perception, attitudes, social control, and cults, persuasion, propaganda, and marketing, attraction, romance, and love, and nonverbal communication.

He was a good teacher who made sure that we understood everything before doing anything else.

Who I never thought I would see was on my right.

Mr. Kyle James!

I could face-palm myself for the incident that happened today.

I never realized that all this time he was staring at me, he whispered three tiny wonderful words that weren't 'I love you', they were "I am sorry."

Just as he said that the bell rang and I quickly made my way to my tenth period, which was sociology, Madam Addison Martinez's period (my aunt).

She was damn strict about everything and didn't give any special treatment (which I was grateful for).

She went on about race, nationality, and ethnicity, mass media, sociology of food, youth cultures, sociology of gender and sexuality, social movements, cults, clans, and communities, class conflict and inequalities, spirituality, superstition, and legends, consumerism, and the family.

She was all "at school, I am not your aunt or your friend, I am your damn teacher. After school, I am all that."

When the period got over, I moved out to my car only to be met by a surprise.