Today it was just a normal day a school. me with a bag of coloring pencils decided i should sharpen the pencils. As i started sharpening the colored pencils, there was a guy next to me who was sharpening his pencil said " That's a lot of pencils, can i help?" i looked at him and said "Did you do your assignment?" he of course did not ,and i did but he helped me anyway. then he decided to name his pencil and we kept talking and i admit this was kinda special because i haven't talked to him in a while so i was happy that i could talk to him.
       Then later, after lunch in science class, i see him grab his bag thinking hes going some where. And everyone class went into the lab which was right next to the normal class but since i was finished i decided to grab my ' entertainment ' book. i over heard the teacher saying he wants to move seats. I  stayed in the class to listen to as of why. and i way wondering why she was calling the office.
      I over heard something that i shouldn't have. He was being harassed/bullied. I stared at my book listening, devastated that the most liked guy i know, was being harassed. Then i heard the teacher say something about numbers but i couldn't listen anymore. so i went into the Lab standing at my table, and he sits right in front of my table and i was listening to him talk to everyone in his sad/disappointed tone.
     I shouldn't have heard there either. He was being stalked. The bully got his number. Which made me even worse i was ready to cry. i wanted to comfort him the only thing i could do was say hi. I wanted to cry on his shoulder tell him sorry. i couldn't do anything but talk.
      the whole class went out side to shoot there rockets and i was talking with my friend about it and i tolled her i wanted to cry. i almost did a couple times. but i couldn't look at him i would just cry. the rest of the day i talked about how i hate bullys and stalkers.
      the funny thing is that the bully didn't even know that they were bullying.