So, there was a very damaging rumor about me that was spread around like jam.
It's that I liked a girl who is known as ******** and weird to many.
For reference only, this girl will be called Jane and I will be John. (Not our real names, though.)
All of a sudden on a December morning, two former friends said that I liked this girl. I voiced that it wasn't true, but they just spread it. Soon, one of the kids that heard told the gangsta tables. Surprisingly, only one reacted like the others.
After that, a usual "Hi" was replaced with "Don't sit with us today. Go sit with the girl you like."
Finally, in February, it was over. But in March, that sweet satisfaction ended.
All of a sudden, on a metal-detecting trip, my friend and neighbor said, "John's going out with Jane!"
At this, I did something that I would likely never do. I went for the nose.
Then, two of the other kids restrained him and me. Looking back on it, it probably would have made things worse if it landed, but he REALLY deserved it.
And if they hadn't restrained us, I would've beaten the living daylights out of him.
So, the rumor was back. Next day, he shouts it to the entire bus. Then, the cafeteria. Before, I kept the rumor away from the bully and the girl I actually liked.
So, it was circulating for a short time, I disproved it.
Here was the most damaging thing that happened to me because of this.
Then, for the third week in May, I found a considerable change in the girl I actually liked's behavior towards me. She started sitting next to me in silent reading and math class. She talked to me more. Then, when I was on the toilet Sunday, it finally dawned on me:
She liked me! This not only would land me the girl that I actually liked, but also, there would be a MASSIVE popularity surge. She is best friends with one of the most popular girls in the school. Immediately, I would become one of the most popular kids in the school through the degrees of friendship system. (John is friends with Jane, who is friends with Mark, etc.)
So, I was absent Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday was the big day. I would ask her out and she would say yes. That day would be the happiest day of my life.
So, the period of time between 2nd and 3rd would be the time to ask her out. First period and second period inched by. I could not wait. Then, finally. The end of second period. I ran down the as fast as I can and saw her.
I approached her and finally asked the question I'd been waiting to ask: "So, wanna see a movie with me Saturday?"
Finally, the one word that was the word that I didn't think was going to come out came out. "No. You don't like me. You like Jane."
"I don't like Jane. I like you!" Basically, I sounded like Peter in the alternate universe trying to get back Lois from Quagmire in the fifth season finale of Family Guy.
It didn't work. After, I decided to hunt down everyone who knew about it.
I got no answers until June when one of the guards of the girl that I act liked confessed to telling her. Also, I found that he hacked into my screenname and put a shrine to Jane.
After, one of my friends who was strong enough to wrestle a bear came. He beat the living daylights out of that kid. Soon, I sent all involved to peer mediation. We identified the victims-bystanders-perpetrators chart. Everyone saw the error of their ways and apologized.
All was right.