*BANG!*
What the .... No ... please don't tell me I just did that....more importantly please tell me he didn't see it. Rubbing my head I look back and sigh he didn't see, good, that would have been horrible if he had, I would never be able to show my face in school ever again. I quickly begin walking, I can not believe I just ran into a locker, well no one is laughing or staring at me so I think I should be okay. Just stand strong, hold your chest high and maybe no one will noticed what just happened.
Have you ever done that? Been so focused you ran into something....? Well if you haven't let me tell you when you're already embarrassed and you run into a locker in front of a guy, especially one you get embarrassed infront of real easy. There are two things going on in your mind.
1) He must think I'm INSANE!! I'm never going to live this down...kill me now please...
2) Wow, I'm trying so hard right now to ignore the throbbing in my head. I hit it so hard I swear there is a red line on it, please don't let there be a mark on my face. What, what is that, a tear? NO GOSH DARN IT! Do not cry, do not show these people you're weak!
Walking as fast as I can to get away from that stupid locker, I dip into first period right as the bell rings signaling class is beginning. When I get to my seat I ask my friend next to me if there is anything on my face and after a couple minutes of looking they reply no not at all, why? Oh no reason I say. Seeing through my BS he decides to leave it alone and we start our work.