"Sorry, you just look like a girl I saw in my dream last night..."

Her head cocked and a "Eh?" sound escaped her lips. The guys and girls nearby exploded in laughter. Fred, the school asshole, walked up to me and patted me on the back with an intensely hard swat. "Good job John-pants. The best pickup line I have ever heard your retarted brain come up with!" They walked away, leaving us alone.

I scratched my head embarassed... Ashamed... And sad. "I... I'm sorry, I'll just..." I began to walk away when...