I was able to conceal the sadness I felt inside, at least until I got home. Now, I sit on my bed and think about my day. This is the part I hate. I hate thinking about how stupid I looked today. The laughs. The pat on the head. What the fuck is wrong with me? Better yet, what the fuck is wrong with him?! I thought he liked me. I was wrong. He couldn't be attracted to me. People that like each other are nice and flirt with one another. He doesn't even try. His friend does all the flirting and it makes me uncomfortable. I bet he didn't even notice that I was trying to look cute for him. I shouldn't have done that. I feel like such a fool.
Fail.
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