I was so embarrassed after that fight with Marcel and Kyle. I didn't want to talk to either of them. How could Marcel do such an awful thing to Kyle. Kyle didn't do anything so why did he punch him?

I didn't want to talk to Kyle because I knew he didn't probably want to talk to me.

Marcel never apologized for his behaviour in the cafeteria, how could he embarrass me like that?

I was so confused about the situation so I went to Marcel after school and I asked him about it.

"Marcel how could you? Why did you hit Kyle in the cafeteria?" I asked

He was staking his books in his locker, "you don't understand Sam, he was talking bad about you! He was betting his friends that he could get you by the end of this week. He doesn't respect you at all!" he said

"How am I supposed to believe you? Kyle would never do something like that!"

"Don't you get it Sam, his is just going to use your ass and throw you away! I am telling
you this because I don't want you to get hurt! He was telling me how his friends thought you were easy and stuff, and I was saying you weren't!" he said. He looked at me and I could tell he was not lying.

"Marcel, I am sorry. I believe you. I remember when I was in the library when I first met him and some guys were standing outside and peeing in. They were laughing at me. I didn't realize it till now, but they were laughing at me." I said.

I thought I was going to cry.
Marcel held out his arms and I hugged him, all I wanted was comfort at the moment. I couldn't stand Kyle. I couldn't believe he would be so harsh.

I could hear Marcel whispering in my ear, "It's okay, it's okay."

I got a call from Kyle that night. When I first picked up, I heard him say "hello" and I would slam the receiver back down on the cradle. I didn't want to talk to him. He called me a couple times but I ignored him.

After the third time he tried to call me, I finally picked up and phone,

"What do you want Kyle?" I yelled in the phone.

"Why won't you talk to me?" he said.

"I heard the whole story about what happened in the cafeteria. How could you do this to me?"
He didn't say anything, I could hear him breathing in the phone softly. I was so angry with him, I felt like hanging up the phone on him again, but I gave him a chance to speak.

"I'm sorry Sam. I am feeling really guilty about everything. I just want to start over. Please, will you forgive me?"

I didn't say anything in the phone; finally the words came to me.


"Eat shit Kyle!" and I slammed down the phone…


        Continuation on Part 7