there's this kid. we'll call him D. he's in band, too. he's fat, a sophomore, and plays flute and french horn.
one day (tuesday) i was wearing a rather low-cut tank top (i'd had a shirt over it but taken it off cos it was warm in the band room, and also raining). so this kid D, after like semi-conversing with him for a second (i never really liked
him), he was like 'hey Cate, lemme try to guess your bra size.' and this was in the middle of the band room (i think that the band director had left) and there were a few groups of people (mainly guys) scattered around the room. he said it reeeeeeeeally loud too. then he PEERS AT MY BREASTS and says, 'oh, you're a 36B. like i had to guess. i already knew.' and i was like, 'uh, no.' he rolls his eyes. 'i'm right. it's not like it's hard. you're just flaunting your boobs to me.' says i, 'no, i'm not. what's wrong with you?' and then my friend S (female) says, 'yeah, Cate, you kinda are. you flaunt your boobs.'
what should i do? told my mom.
2007-03-24
02:40:52
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