*Adrianna's Point Of View*

One day I was getting bullied by these group of girls, and you were with your friends just standing there and watching. As if you didn't know me as if they were laughing and pushing air instead of me. I guess you were too embarrassed to acknowledge me or to even stop the bullying itself. Maybe your pride was too big, maybe you didn't feel like tarnishing your popularity status, or maybe I just wasn't worth it.

After the bullies left, I went to my favorite class which was English. I sat in the back. I wouldn't bother anyone with my presence. So, I was alone as usual.

You saw everything I was going through, you watched.

You never said anything. I swore I would never talk to you again. Even if you for some strange reason tried to reach out to me.

You never did. Every last period I would try to do something bad. To avoid going home to my bitter and lonely mother. Everyone knew I was getting abused and bullied but everyone chose to ignore it.

At first, I tried to hide the bruises. I realized no one would say anything because no one cared. Not even you, you just stared at them but you never said a thing. You were an innocent bystander.

I always thought this distance between us wouldn't always last but it did. You didn't seem to mind a bit. In most stories, the most unpopular girl and the most popular guy in school always had a connection. This time it was different. We had a connection but we disconnected soon after.

As detention was over I left. As I was walking out the door I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking. I bumped into you and you stared at me. I didn't bother I ignored you and walked right past you.

I didn't have to look back to know what expression you had on your face. I knew it was a disappointment. I didn't care, not one bit. I was glad all those times you ignored me and pretended I didn't exist I finally paid you back, it felt good.