Try To Move Forward
After the ball, class resumed as usual. It was a bit uncomfortable since I was once more the center of attention. The new rumor was that I fell out of favor with the Prince.
I became a new target at the school as a result. The people who had a problem with me before saw it as an opportunity to get even with me. Unfortunately for them, I didn't give a d*mn about their petty issues with me.
When one person defaced my history book, I merely shrugged. I don't pay attention in history anyway.
When one girl went to shove me, I grabbed onto her and used her as a cushion to soften my fall.
When one tried to make me trip, I just jumped over their outstretched foot to avoid it.
When another purposely dumped their cake onto my lap, I just picked it up with my hands and shoved it in my mouth. I couldn't let it go to waste after all.