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.:Benji:.xox:|Its Time to Face Reality|:xox.:Madden:.
By Hyperdoodle

 


.:Benji:.xox:|Its Time to Face Reality|:xox.:Madden:.

I was walking towards the school parking lot on a gloomy Monday morning. Two more dreaded weeks of school and I'm out of here.

"Hey Maddie! Over here!" My best friend Carmine waved her hands over her head. I walked up to her and gave her a hug.

"Hey Carmine!" We started talking until the bell signaling for first period came. Carmine and I had first period together, which was Science. Suddenly I bumped into someone or rather, someone bumped into me and knocked all my books down. I was a bit shocked but I bent down to pick up my books. While I was putting my books back in order, I heard laughter overhead me and I stood up.

"Watch where you're going next time retard!" A group of guys laughed at me. This happened almost all the time. They would stroll pass me and knock my books down, grab someone's lunch and eat it, or call me names. It's very immature to say the least. I really could care less what they do. I believe in the phrase "What goes around, comes around". It may be a corny phrase, but it happens.

"Hi!" I gave a sarcastic look at the guys and walked off. But before that, I caught one guy not really laughing. I just waved it off, maybe he just stopped laughing. Fourth period came around and it was lunch time. I walked into the cafeteria and found a few of my friends sitting at a table. I didn't have lunch with Carmine on Mondays, so I sat with some of my other close friends.

"Hey Maddie! Here I bought you your lunch. I heard what happened this morning. We're really sorry about what happened." One of my friends Kara told me with an apologetic look.

"Nah, its ok. I really don't care. Thanks for the lunch though. And just remember the phrase," And then everyone in the table joined, "What goes around, comes around." We laughed about it for a bit until I felt a tap on my shoulder. Everyone on the table dropped their food, eyes and mouths wide opened, staring at who was behind me.

"What?" I asked my friends. They just pointed behind me and I turned around. When I saw who was there, I glared at them.

"What do you want Benjami?" I emphasized on his name. "Here squish my lunch. Laugh at me. I really could care less." I coldly said to him.

"Can I please talk to you?" He looked straight at me.

"Meh whatever." I stood up and followed him out to the hallway. "What else do you have to laugh at me now? Call me names! Say I'm an idiot! Go ahead!" I yelled at him.

"Stop! Please!" He cut me off.

"Oh now you say please." I glared at him.

"Come on, let me explain." I crossed my arms and he continued. "Look, I never meant to hurt you like my friends did. I never laughed nor did I ever call you names. I never wanted any of those harsh things done and said to you."

"That's enough. I'm sure your just here to humiliate more later." I started walking off but he had a tight grip on my arm.

"Please, let me finish explaining." He pleaded.

"Fine." I stood there tapping my foot. Then he continued.

"I'm sorry. I really am. I hate it when my friends do that to other people. Especially what they do to you. I don't know what they have against you, but I really wish they'd stop." He looked really apologetic.

"Hmm, if you really are that sorry, then why didn't you ever stop your friends and let me be humiliated in front of the whole school?" I asked him more calmly this time.

"I...I really don't know. I know I should have. I'm really sorry. I don't even know why I'm friends with them. It's just that no one wants to include me anymore. So I'm kind of stuck with them." He explained.

"Mmhmmm." I crossed my arms. "Anything else?"

"I am really, truly sorry. You don't have to forgive me or anything, but I'm going to try my best and make them stop." Just then the bell rang signaling for us to go back to class.

"Whatever Benji. See you around." I waved bye as I was turning around to leave. While I was walking back to homeroom, I began thinking about the times that I caught his face, it was purely straight. Not even a slight twitch on the lips. Maybe he was sorry and maybe he did mean all the things he said to me earlier.

"Hey, I heard that Benji guy pulled you out of the cafeteria to 'talk'." Carmine whispered to me in the back.

"Forget it. I'll explain later, maybe." I whispered back. She nodded and the teacher started with the lesson. Then an announcement went off on the P.A. system.

"Ladies, and Gents, just a reminder that the senior prom will be held a week from now. It will be from 7:30 to 11:00 pm on June 16. Thank you."

Then the classroom erupted with talking and it took a while for our teacher to settle us down. The bell rang and we went onto our next classes. Soon, school ended and we piled out. I met up with Carmine and we were going to walk back to her house to finish a history project. While we were walking out the gates, I caught a glimpse of Benji with his friends laughing at an innocent boy. Whatever it was, Benji didn't seem to join them. I waved it off and followed Carmine out.

The next day I walked into the hallways of the school and saw the guys getting nearer with sly grins plastered on their faces. They came up to me and I looked them straight in the eye.

"Shove off." I spat at them.

"Oh I'm scared! Mommy!" They mocked.

"Guys, just stop it man. Don't you think we should stop picking on her?" Benji stopped his friends.

"Why? You helping her now? Oh little Maddie needs big Benji's help." They teased.

"Just drop it alright?" Benji ushered his friends away and I gave him a slight smile saying thanks. Inside me, I began to realize that Benji was just as good of a friend as anyone else, and I knew he'd do anything but harm others. When third period rolled around, I went to my locker, passed Benji and mouthed the words 'thanks.' The next few days, I rarely saw him or his friends. Until the next week on Monday, I walked into the school and expected to be humiliated once again. But no, this time, only Benji came and no one else was with him.

"Where are your friends?" I asked him.

"Uhhh..." He tried to say.

"Oh look! Benji's getting some action! Hahaha…" The guys laughed and walked away.

"They were my friends." He replied after his former friends left.

"You mean you're not hanging out with them anymore?" I asked in utter shock.

"No. I just couldn't stand seeing them pick on others like that anymore. So I told them off and they laughed and walked away. After that, I actually felt really great." He looked proud. Once he said that, a real smile for him spread across my face and I gave him a hug for the first time. Everyone around us looked shocked but I just smiled and gave thumbs up to the others around us.

"So, I was wondering..." He started grinning.

"What?" I asked.

"Do you...by any chance...wannagotothepromwithme?" He said rather quickly.

"Huh?" I asked him raising an eyebrow.

"Uhh...nevermind." He shook his head.

"No, no, I just didn't quite catch it. Tell me!" I pleaded.

"Uhhh, I was just wondering, if you'd want to go to the prom with me?" He asked slower this time and with hope in his voice. I had to think this over. I thought back to the old times and back to now. I finally trusted him and replied.

"Yes, I'd love to go to the prom with you." Both of us smiled and I knew from that instant, that this friendship was something worth waiting for. I guess not only has Benji faced reality, but so have I.

 

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