Despised by all
It was the last day of class for year eight. It was an uneventful day. Teachers didn't want to teach, and students didn't want to study. Everyone wanted to waste the last few minutes of the chatting. I spent the time looking out of the window. Most of the students ride their bicycles to school. I wanted to find a pattern in how students have parked, how many people have parked facing the street and how many have parked in reverse. I was counting, "3,4,2,5," when suddenly I heard my name. It was Darren. He approached me and said, "Let's meet at the park after school". We will chat before we leave. Darren is one of the most liked boys in class. He is also very kind in general. The thought of being invited immediately made me say, "Yes!" As the day progressed, I began to notice some unusual interactions in the class. Students who usually don't talk to each other were discussing very seriously. I wondered what could be the subject, but I wasn...