Backstory #2

Becky told me a story about a kid named Rose. Rose was a kid who was bullied. She was in the same classroom as Becky is in now.

As Becky tells me the story I vision the story in my head.

"Why is she so fucking retarded?" Bully #1 asks.

"She's a special education kid." Bully #2 replied.

"One day she went for a walk and a car came and it…" Becky narrates.

"What happened, Becky?" I ask.

"She died. The car hit her, and she was run over. She was rushed to the hospital." Becky sobs.

Becky sobs on my shoulder.

I rubbed Becky's shoulder.

"It's okay. I mean it wasn't your fault." I say.

"No, but it was the people like you." Becky replied.

"Wait. A group of general education kids killed him?" I ask.

Becky nods.

"Oh wow." I whisper.

"The reason why I met you is that you remind me of him. That's why we have to end the feud." Becky says.

"But why now and not then? I mean people change as the year goes by, right?" I ask.

"That's why you have to help me." Becky states.

"I'm sorry. With what?" I ask.

"The feud. I mean I don't like the school and the rules. If we end the feud, then we can be a normal school. Will you help me?" Becky replied.

"Sure, why not." I said.

"Oh, thank you October!" Becky squealed.

Becky hands me a bag.

"It's something to change into. I better get going before someone finds me. Bye." Becky says.

Becky leaves the bathroom.

I opened the bag. There was a note inside. It reads:

October,

I know we just met and you think I'm crazy, but the school's out of hand. I need your help to get it back in control.

Becky

P.S. Thanks for making me feel like a regular girl.

At the bottom of the bag there was a shirt.

I held the bag in my hand.