Yes this is a short story about the kid in the corner, ok? ~~~~~~~<<<>>> He sat in the corner, all day, he never talked, he always got beaten up, but he just sat there. I always wanted to talk to him, but didn't have the guts to do it, one day i got the guts to do it and we talked it was a good conversation, i enjoyed it, one day he was gone, never to be heard of again. on the same day he left, a new kid came, she was open, cheery, and the boys couldn't get there hands off of her, she made her reputation big by day one, she always glanced at me, I never knew why. On the day of are graduation she came up and we talked, "Hi" she said. "Hi" I responded. "How are you" she asks. "Good..." I say. She says "Thanks for the help" I thought to myself, what help? She says "I think you'll remember." I did and my mouth gaped open. The end. Guess it.
Saxon *Walks into class and takes off his orange Carhartt beanie and shoves into his blazer pocket. Walks to the back of the classroom and stands next to a few of his friends.* Ryan *Follows behind him.*