Marc sat at his normal table in the cafeteria, nervously fidgeting with a note he had for his crush. He felt like a complete loser but there was no way he could tell Joel how he felt unless it was written down. Joel was far too handsome and charismatic, millions of miles out of his league but his mom had been encouraging him to try so nerves be damned he had written him a love confession. He was at school early, waiting for the first bell. His mom had to get to work earlier than school started but normally he didn’t mind sitting here in the mornings. He could get breakfast and he often waited to do home work until now but he was too nervous to do anything but wonder if this really was a good idea.
Suddenly his chair tilted backwards but he wasn’t scared until he saw Damon and Kirks faces “what you got in your hand dweeb?” Damon asked as Kirk snatched it. These boys were on the football team with Joel. However, unlike Joel who was always sweet these two were assholes. Marc didn’t think Joel knew how they treated him but he wasn’t a tattle tail “Please dont”
“what the fuck is this shit” Kirk said and handed the note to Damon who seemed equally upset. They finished jerking Marc out of his chair and a girl suddenly walked over “Hey, what’re you two doing”
“talking to our friend”
“you dont look like friends”
“what? Of course we are. This little dweeb is always hanging around the football team.”
“leave him alone and give whatever that paper is back” Damon ripped it up and threw it in the air like some performers might spread glitter. “we’ll leave him alone I guess” The boys walked away and Marc wanted to go hide under a rock “are you okay”
“thank you…you didn’t have to do that”
“Not like the teachers ever stop bullys around here. What was that paper?”
“Nothing” she frowned “want me to sit with you” Marc shook his head “I think I need to go” he didn’t know why he was so embarrassed but he didn’t want to be in school any more today. He didn’t want to be anywhere but home in bed and he felt horrible about it “why are you such a fucking coward” he said sadly to himself as he walked out of school and began making his way home. It was an hour walk but he didn’t want to call his mother either.
Once he finally made it home he went to his room, sat on his bed and cried. Cried because those assholes knew he liked Joel, cried because he felt like a coward and he cried for being stupid enough to try to tell Joel how he felt in the first place. Even if Joel was gay why would he want someone as worthless as he was.