here I go...(13)

I took quite a while for my family to get over the "incident" as mom was now calling it.

I mean seriously I've done it so many times that I wouldn't have thought that they would take so much notice. This time I actually wasn't just doing it for the attention, or thats what I keep telling myself.

Plus Una probably hates me again, and after she beat me to a pulp my glasses are now practically just a pile of glass, metal, and a little bit of wire.

The worst part of it is that my eyesight is incredibly bad. The lenses need to be made thicker than Una's skull, and I don't think that my parents have enough money to get me new ones.

So I have to travel all around school with eyesight that is probably just as good as Mabel's, or worse.

As I walked in the hallway i saw everything as a blur, the only thing I was afraid of was...

*bump*

oh no! "Oh, I'm sorry", I said apologizing to someone I couldn't see.

"Hi, Harold! Oh no, don't worry about it. Say, where have you been for the past week? I was starting to get kind of worried.", said the person in a familiar voice.

before I could make up an excuse they started talking again.

"Where are your glasses, Harold? You didn't get rid of them so you'd look 'better', did you? I always thought they were cute!"

DAMN IT!

I could feel my whole brain sinking into the middle of the earth's crust.

My whole face must have been as red as a lobster.

...it was Angela.

"Angela!", I wanted to die,"I-it's you! Oh god...."

she started talking, but I wasn't listening

"Uhh...." I stuttered, backing up.

I ran so fast that I almost tripped.

AHHHHH!!!!