Chapter 211

"How do you think the other girls survive in his class?" Oakley asks and I simply shrug my shoulders. My eyes take on a distance gaze.

"I'm guessing that's why there aren't anymore girls in his class".

The conclusion seems to make sense as I'm sure even a good grade, even the promise of a good grade couldn't hold as much allure compared to the sort of disgrace and filthy feeling that some would have later when they had finally given themself to him. I haven't even done anything to that extent and yet I already feel horrible.

I already feel like I should crawl out of my skin and simply go hide somewhere.

It isn't fair that some of us get to be treated like this just because of our gender. It isn't fair that we get to be picked on all because we are girls and we have body parts that some foolish men can't seem to get their eyes off.

It simply isn't fair for him to make me feel this way. I suddenly feel insecure all of a sudden, I'm guessing that it isn't really all of a sudden as I had it coming sooner or later. I feel so insecure that my mind practically tells me to get out of these clothes, my mind tells me to get out of the clothes and wear something less attractive, wear something that will cover up all my curves and every other part of my body that attracts unwanted attention.

I suddenly don't feel as confident as I felt before. I don't feel like I can take on the world anymore and as we walk down the hall that feeling still persists, even after I wish it would go so fervently, it still persists in the way that it makes me feel bland and useless, like I can never achieve anything without causing unnecessary attention to myself.

I simply breathe in and out deeply and Oakley pats the side of my back. I'm sure she's also feeling the same way too.

"What do you think about us getting out of these clothes?" I say finally giving in to the temptation that my mind has been putting me through for the past few minutes now.

"Don't even think of it. All because one person was foolish enough to treat you that way doesn't mean everyone else will be foolish enough to do the same thing. Even if there is a set of boys who have no manners and no conscience, and no sense of self-worth or appreciation, there's certainly someone else that you would meet.

Someone who will cherish you for you, not for any part of your body".

I practically breathe her words in, taking in the fullness of them and feeling a little more confident at this point. She's right, just because one person is foolish enough to carry out this sort of action, one person who probably has a wife and kids at home, there is always a very slim possibility that I'll finally meet someone who sees me for me.

I don't know if I want to meet that person though, well not right now at least.