Taking a deep breath I took a step forward, and another. I was close enough to hear them, close enough to hear what they were talking about. I'm not usually the type to eavesdrop on anybody, but as soon as I heard my name, I started to listen closer. From where I was, they didn't even notice me. Why would they be talking about me?
I heard that one of their friends was still upset that I rejected him back in high school, and then they started belittling me because I have a crazy personality and ranked me like I'm some object. As I was about to take a step toward them, I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned around to see Chris glaring daggers at Jerome's friend group.
"Hey!" he called out.
I slowly emerged from behind him and looked at everyone's faces. Jerome was also there. He was jus
