Noah Alveres

"Think about it, Noah." *I say, leaning forward and putting my hands on my knees, my face inches from his* "You were pushed by the stairs. I was smoking behind the school when that happened. ofcourse everyone blamed it on me because I was the bully."

*He thinks for a moment, his expression turning to one of determination* "I think I know who it was..."

"Then spit it out." *I say, leaning forward again* "Who?"

Well,how else should I convince you that I wasn't the one that pushed you?Give you a resounding slap to reset your brains?

I'd rather take a slap than believe anything you say. You've been nothing but a bully since the day I met you.

You let your friend bully someone, and you didn't even try to stop him.

because i didn't know.

You didn't even care enough to ask him why he was being mean to the nerd?

*he feels like he's hitting a wall. He's trying to apologize, but you're not even acknowledging him. He starts to feel frustrated and he says* "Why won't you talk to me? I'm trying to apologize here."

"I'm sorry for accusing you of being a bully. I was just so angry and I wasn't thinking clearly. I should have listened to you and I should have given you a chance to explain yourself."

thats what it thought change ur attitude.(i walk away)