In middle school what I wanted most was to fit in. Derek stood out, we all avoided him. My friends made fun of him, they were not outright mean but they'd whisper behind their hands about him.
CLIMAX
Leave me alone, Don't you get it? GO AWAY!!
Ooooooh!
Derek started leaving me little gifts: every couple of days, something new-treasures out of a cereal box or a gum would turn up in my locker, in my desk, in the pocket of my jacket. My friend teased me.
FALLING ACTION
Fine, I'll take them.
Ooooooh!
I did not acknowledge these things, and immediately tossed them into the back of my closet when I got home.
RESOLUTION
Hey...
Hey....
One day Derek strode up to me in the lunchroom and presented me with a dozen roses-red. I should have been flattered, but I was good and angry, I wanted to squash him like a bug.
Derek looked as miserable as I did. And then- horrors!- I saw his bottom lip quiver. He looked like he was going to cry so I took the roses.
I never did talk to Derek after that. We nodded politely to each other in the hallway, but I never pretended to like him, and he never gave me another present.
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