It was a Saturday morning. Like really early in the morning. Like 5 am in the morning. That day was my day off. You might be wondering why would you be awake 5 AM in the morning when it’s your day off? To answer that question, I don’t know myself. I just felt waking up at that time and go outside for a walk for the heck of it. Just as I was outside, I felt thirsty, and luckily there was a coffee shop just a just one block away. Just as I went inside the coffee shop and placed my order, as I was waiting for my breakfast, yeah as I was waiting I started to feel hungry so I extended my order, the door opened. Me being the curious guy that I was, I looked who came in. When I saw this chick who walked in, at first I know that I’ve seen her from somewhere before and I couldn’t connect the dots at that moment. I just chalked it up to a mere lookalike of someone I may have met in life and as I went to get my order and go back to my seat, I see that this girl had taken my seat. Oh well I didn’t care. There were other tables and chairs so I went and sat down at another table minding my own business. As I was eating my breakfast, my phone fell out of my pocket and landed on the ground. I went to pick it up and just when I sat upright again, she was at my table. I was confused and asked her if maybe her seat was uncomfortable. She asked why did I ask that. I told her I assumed that since maybe that was the reason she was now sitting at my table. I knew for a fact that seat was uncomfortable since I was sitting there before her. And told me that was exactly the reason. Bullshit. Whatever. Out of nowhere she asked me how I’ve been after I left middle school. That’s when I was sure that I’ve must’ve known her, and I asked her who she was. She told me her name and that’s when it hit me. This girl used to be my bully back in middle school. Wow. The girl who used to utterly make fun of me every chance she got, made rumours about me and made the whole school bully me was now sitting with me at a table. “You don’t mind sitting at table with a freak?” I asked her. “What? You’re not a freak?” She replied quickly. “Oh really? You sure? Back at middle school you told everyone to stay away from me since I would infect them with the freak disease. And that you made the whole school bully me. Why? What did fuck did I ever do to you? Did I ever make fun of you? Did I ever wrong you? Hell, for fucks sake back during the first year of middle school I used to help you when your own fucking friends didn’t. And what did that get me huh? You to start acting like a bitch and ruin my middle school experience for 2 years. I never had a single day where I was happy going to school because of you. I always told myself to brace for whatever was going to happen. Like remember that winter right? Because of you I got beaten up by your goons. Literally 20 guys against 1 guy. And guess what? I was beaten up. Thanks for the best time of my life.” I basically shouted that to her straight up in her face and I got my coffee that I didn’t finish and left the coffee shop. I was going home This she ruined my mood for a morning walk. Right before I entered my apartment building, she told me to wait. “What? What do you want know? Let me guess. You’re here to tell me that I’m a loser and nobody will ever like me. Or that I’m a sick weirdo. No, that’s not it. You’re going to send your goons on me again like last time huh? Well sorry but stay away from me. I don’t think you want to stay near a freak like me right?” “No. I’m sorry.” “You’re sorry? You think saying sorry will magically fix everything you’ve done to me? Saying Sorry is like putting a bandage on a broken window. Will that bandage fix the window? No it won’t.” She replies “I’m really sorry for everything I’ve done to you. It was stupid of me and I only wanted your attention back during those days. You see, during those days of our first year of middle school, I developed a crush on you. I was too scared to confess since I didn’t want to embarrass myself. Whenever I’d run into you, I’d act like a bitch so nobody would know how I felt about you.” I was infuriated with this. “What? You had a crush on me? And instead of acting like a normal person and probably ignoring my existence you opted to make my life a living hell? The fuck? Wait a minute. Now I realize why crystal (old middle school crush) never liked me. I never sent 20 goons after her to beat her up. That’s gotta work right? Also you fucked up. If you liked me, you ended up making me hate you. Whenever I seen you back then, I hope something horrible would’ve happened to you, But I forgive you. What’s the point in hating you now after that shit happened years ago? I don’t hold grudges, especially grudges that are older than my younger siblings. But just because I’m forgiving you, don’t expect me to give you a chance. You had your chance and you blew it. Go for another guy. And By the way, if you want a guy to like you… DON’T FUCKING SEND 20 GOONS TO BEAT HIM UP!”