The Bully's Victim (The Shame Stops at Nothing)

Hey Blogger, so this should basically be a regular post, but I cannot post this on my full blog because it could actually get me in big trouble, with the person this post is about. So this girl in my 7th grade class, she read my blog and because she was in it, because she's apart of my life, she got me in trouble for unwanted text online about her, she made it look like I was cyberbullying her with my blog, but really I was just writing about my daily life. So if she sees me writing about her on here, I could be a problem in this problem. So anyway, you may not know that on this past Thursday, this girl in my class who I mentioned before, she made a nasty comment at me in the halls for no reason. We weren't fighting or anything. So then in math class, the teacher wasn't there yet, only half the class was. "Okay listen, I don't want to be your friend anymore, you pick on me for no reason and you've always acted like we were friends and inside it killed me, because we are not, we're not friends and I had to act like I was okay with this. I don't wanna be friends" I said to her and only her. Then she stands up, in front of the entire class in the room. "Maya is...." she went on and on about me and how I think this and I am that. She made 99.999999% of it up. Then it was awkward in the silence, me holding my phone, shoving my headphones in my ears as fast as I could, then a kid in our class came into the room. "Uh, we're supposed to be in the gym right now" he says. "What a relief" I say, as I walk out happy to get out of the embarrasment shock. "Oh, you're going? Then I'm staying" the mean girl says. "Good for you! I don't care at all" I thought, but no words came out. I rushed to the art room and told the story to the art teacher, the embarrasment that I had just gone through. She helped me and listened to me, which she always does. Then I went from the art room to the principal's office and instead of going to class, I went straight there. Then I told the story to the principal and she said she'd call this girl in, when I wasn't there. So I left to class and she was called down shortly after. Then at the end of the day, the principal catches me in the halls and said that this girl said it was me who started it. "Bugger" I thought about that girl, I wasn't finished yet. I explained that I started it in the math room, but she made the first move. At least she only trashed me to the people who are shy and mostly ignore me, at least it wasn't the popular girls. Then we completely forget about it over the weekend and guess what happens next....

Monday was a regular day, Tuesday was as well. Wednesday we didn't go to school and Thursday I had a field trip. So today being Friday, it was my first actual school day in a while, I hadn't really been since Tuesday. I was happy to go because it was one of my favorite days on my schedule. In art, I did my project and the class was silent most of the time. Then a tap on my shoulder and Jax was at my side. "A girl in Farkle's class is being mean to me, so I came here" she said. I talked to her for a while, us whispering in the silence of the class, everyone drawing their projects. Then the bell wrang and I walked with Jax to her next class before I went to my own. Then I went to sewing, my next class. I walked in and everyone shouted "There she is!" and I was confused. "You're wanted at the office" they said. "Just gets here and now it's like bye, gotta go!" that mean girl from last Thursday says. You trashed me to the class, don't even make a comment about me! I didn't say, but I did scowl at her a bit. I walked down to the office and confirmed I was here, I was just walking my friend to class. Then I did my project as usual and sewing was great fun, as it always is. At the end, we cleaned up and got ready for gym. Gym has been one of my favorite subjects lately, we always play hand ball and it's really fun when I play with just the girls in my class. Today turned out just a little different. There were 3 teams. The girls from the other class made up two teams and my class girls made up the third. Except, I wasn't in my classes team. I was in one of the other classes team. I hated it. I missed my class and I had sooo much fun with them. The other class wasn't quite as skilled as mine, so my team was kind of a downgrade. Then after the first bad gym class in a while, it was time to go change. I walked into the change room, relieved that this gym class was over and never again. As I changed, one of the girls in my class, who played on my classes team, started talking to me. "Sorry you had to play with the other class" she said. "Oh, it's okay!" I smiled, I was happy for the first time in that hour. "What happened between you and that girl anyway?" she asked. I told her about how she stood up in front of half the class and sold me out because I responded to her nasty comment in the halls. "It was only half the class there" I said. "But still, that's embarrasing" she agreed. Then after she was finished changing, she left. "You feel better now?" Riley asked me. "Yeah, I guess it's just one class" I said walking out of the changeroom. "Or until I graduate..." I said in horror. The mean girl in my class, up there, talking to the girl I was just telling the story to. "That can't be good" Riley said realizing the situation. Then that's when I heard the most embarrasing thing ever. I heard her say the exact same thing to them, as she said before the weekened, in front of half the class. It was worst than the time she trashed me, because this time it WAS the popular girls, not just some kids I never talk to and it wasn't some kids who just don't have a care in the world. I was about to start crying, but I don't cry. So I didn't. I ran to my friend at lunch and asked her where we were sitting. "Here" she said. "What's wrong?" she asked, looking at me. "Nothing" I said. We sat down at the table and the topic flew out of my mind. Then we all talked as normal, me and my three friends. Then one of the worst things that could happen in that moment, happened right then and there. That girl in my class, trashy, she came and took one of my friends and asked to talk to her. When the two left, I looked at the other two of my friends. "Her, that's her! She is going to take our friend from us!" I said. "Why?" my friends asked. "She is trying to rip me and my friends apart, she trashed me in front of our whole class last week and right before lunch today" I said. Then our friend who left with her came back, she grabbed her stuff and just left. She didn't say a thing, not even "bye" or anything. She just left. "She ditched us!" we agreed. Then one of the teachers came and took one of our other friends who was sitting with us because she had detention. It was only me and one of my other friends left. "Let's go talk to her, now" she said. I agreed completely. We walked over to their table. "Are you sitting with us or her?" she asked. Our friend didn't answer. Well, she wasn't really our friend anymore. My friend refused to leave until she gave us an answer. But she didn't, so I kicked one of their chairs and we went on our way. Then we met up with Jax and told her the whole story. Then us and Jax went over to the table and started ripping at them again. Well my friend did, me and Jax just kinda stayed back. Then I got involved and walked right up there and stood by my friend. Then we walked away, I did almost kick that girl this time. Then we had our lunch as usual, walked around and talked. Then the bell wrang and Jax said she has the art teacher for religion, so I knew I could go with her. I told the art teacher what happened, for the second time, it happened again. She said I need to go to the principal now, and I did. Nobody was available. "Is it urgent?" the secretary at the office asked. "Yes, I can't go to class until I talk to someone" I said. "Okay hold on a minute, what's your name?" she asked. "Maya Hart" I said. "Okay, Maya" she said and walked into the back. I waited. Then they got the vice principal and told me to go back and talk to him. I told him the story of today and last week too. "Okay, we're bringing her in right now" he said. He let me out of the office and waited for her to come down. I started crying when I saw Jax walk by and called her over. I was crying, drinking my water the vice principal got me, and told her the story. Soon the art teacher came up to us and saw me crying and we talked for a couple minutes. Jax, sent back to class and me talking to the art teacher. The councellor came and was talking to us too and then that's when the mean girl walked in followed by the vice principal and she saw me, red in the face, crying and I was happy with the guilty look on her face at that moment. "Step into my office" the vice principal said to her. She walked in and they were gone for minutes. The art teacher and counsellor made their ways back to their jobs and I sat down on the chairs in the office. My super fun and cool gym teacher walked in and looked at me. "What's the matter?" she asked. "Nothing" I replied. "No, you're lying" she said and knelt down in front of me. "Just that girl again" I said. "Yeah, she can be pretty mean I know" she said. Then after a minute, she went back to her job and I was called into the vice prinipal's office. The principal and vice principal were both there, as well as the nasty girl. We were called on to talk it out, and they were hoping for some resolution here, but I wasn't. "All I want is for her to not talk to me, leave me alone and don't talk ABOUT me" I said. "That's all I ask" I repeated. And that should be allowed. Then after a while, they decided that they get in the councellor because as administrators, it was too much for them to handle. So as we waited for the councellor, they sent me back into the main office. I saw a girl in my grade, but not my class, she was in the nurses room and she was crying, and she wasn't injured though. I know who her friends are and I know there's been drama there. I felt bad, she was likely going through something very similar as I was. I wanted to talk to her, but I don't think I was allowed. I was thinking about it, but I decided not to. Then as we waited for the councellor, I asked to go talk to the art teacher and to my surprise, I was allowed. I told her what happened in the office and everything and we discussed the disgust of this girl, that lots of people in 7th grade share. Then 5th period blew by and into 6th. I talked to the art teacher through all of period 6. Then at 7 she suggested I go to class and just avoid this girl. When I got to class, I realized I missed my double math class. I was happy in a way, but worried about missing it on the other hand. Then when I walked into english class, we were watching a movie. "Hi Maya!" some students said. "Maya!" others cheered. "Uhh, hi" I said confused. I was gone for two periods, did they really miss me that much? To my surprise, the mean girl wasn't in class. She should've gone back at 5th period and now it was 7th. Weird, I didn't care. Then in science, I worked on my project with Riley and then the bell wrang and it was finally home time. Riley was proud of her honor roll certificate she got, I was happy for her too. Then when we got in the garage on the way home, Riley realized she left her certificate at school and started crying. I know, weird. Then we went back to school and got it for her. We went in and talked to the art teacher and her mom got to talk to her about this girl in my class. Mrs Matthews didn't want me working it out with her, she wanted that girl to just leave me alone. So she is going to go in on Monday and make sure that I don't have to do councelling to work this out. It needs to end now, and no "working it out" and I don't even want to work it out. I want that girl to leave me alone. She embarrased me in front of the popular girls and made me look mentally insane and now the nicest girl in my class probably thinks I'm a total nut job!

Well anyway, thanks for reading guys, I know it was alot to process, it was alot for me to live. I know it was a bit confusing, but this girl has gotten me in trouble before for writing names of student at John Quincy Adams Middle School and them having access to it and all. I got in trouble, so I have to save this on pages so it isn't visible to her and I can't write names. Sorry, but anyway thanks for reading The 99 Problems of Maya Hart and be sure to check back again soon!