The next day, I go to school and tell the story to my friends who had thought he was so cute and popular in middle school, which is also when I find out that he’s been going around telling other kids in our grade that he doesn’t like me because I’m a “fucking prude.” That’s what he called me. And when I heard that rumor, my response was “Tell him to come say that to my face.” Of course, he never did. In fact, he never talked to me again the next four years we were there.
Very CS of him. We've all experienced the wrath of a boy spreading unfair judgements against us in high school, who get awfully quiet once we challenge their shit talking directly.
