*Go on a date with me*
Raynette's Point of view
Monday came faster than I wanted it to
I would give everything I had to pause time or maybe change schools, but I knew both options were impossible and it made me want to crawl into my bed and never go see the outside world.
What if Derrick comes to school? What if he starts actively bullying me? What if he spreads rumors about me?
I try to shake off the thought but I fear the rest of the school year will be miserable
Even after showering I could still feel my body stiff from tension, I find that my elbow had been scrapped from Derrick pushing me to the floor and shoving me roughly to the wall. As I pulled my braids into a rusty ponytail, memories scattered my thoughts. Flashes of the androgynous boy—of Derrick—kept distracting me.
