On Tuesday I got into a fight, with a girl I don't even know. My art class was late for lunch so we had to sit in the last couple of tables in the lunch room. My friend, Madi told me she would save me a seat, while I went and bought lunch (she brings lunch). When I came back she was picking her book bag off the ground and she moved to the next table. I heard Madi mumble under her breath, "B!**h." When we sat down, Ruben and I asked what happened. Madi said "That girl said, 'My friend wants to sit there, move your bag!' I said no and she came over and pushed my bag onto the floor." Soon the girl starting yelling, "Hey girl! You called me a B!**h? Girl? Hey girl!" Ruben, getting Madi's vibes, said, "She doesn't want to talk to you..." The girl switched her target, and yelled, "I'm not talking to you, fag, you little gay boy." Ruben slumps down into his seat without another word. The whole time during lunch the girl keeps pointing and yelling things about Madi, loud enough so that we can hear every word. When it was time to get up and leave the lunch room the girl came over and pushed Madi from the back into a table. Mind you there is 5 feet of space between the tables. That was it. My turn. "Excuse me? She has the right to walk here, there is enough space for all of us..." She turns around, sticks her hand, (which is almost as big as my head), into my face and yells, "I'm not talking to you! I'm not talking to you..." I push her arm out of my face and say, "Don't. Put. Your. Hand. In. My. Face." Upset and wanting to start something, she pushes me against the wall between the two doors and yells in my face, "You skinny a$$ ho! You..." Kids behind us started yelling, "FIGHT! FIGHT!" She steps back a little like she was about to swing at me, and quickly I escape before she can throw her fist. I run like hell down the hallway and when I enter the little hallway right outside the art magnet class, my art teacher says, "Stop yelling." Confused I say, "uh, Ok?" Before I could explain that I wasn't yelling, the girl comes in the art magnet "restricted area" (which means only art magnet students are allowed in this area) my teacher steps in front of me directs her voice to the girl and says "Please go back to your class...." my teacher keeps demanding that she should leave, but the girl keeps ignoring her, the girl looks at me and yells, "What? You just going to hide behind your teacher?" Soon kids are crowding around and the girl does what my teacher says and rolls her eyes dramatically and says, "Stupid teacher..." The girl comes back after class and waits for me outside my class room... right outside the "non restricted" area, but before I could reach her all the teachers swarm around her, blocking every way out possible. I pass her nonchalantly, but we meet eyes and I could see the fire burning inside them.
Wednesday, she gets sent to CSI, (no, not the show! Its a place were you clean the lunch room and all the really gross stuff ) Madi, Ruben and I are free from that girl. But Madi has to watch her mouth.
~tati~
Moral: Stand up for what you believe in and don't be afraid to face your fears.
This is a true story. It really did happen to me.
