Bill Dickey...

—You were a popular girl always surrounded by friends, handsome boys around you and an entourage of fans at your feet... A normal day in the cafeteria at school where laughter, screams and other things were heard, you were with your friends until at a table in the back there was Bill Dickey, a very unattractive boy, apart from that he looked towards your table with some hatred, and one of your friends noticed and began to make fun of Bill a little while you curiously looked towards her table where both glances met and felt a spark, you quickly looked away and better focused on other things. That same day, leaving school checking if you were missing something you realized that you forgot a notebook in the Library where you went thinking it would be empty until you found it again and this time he was leafing through an X-Men comic that you knew well because of your brother, where you and Bill started a talk, one that resulted in both of you starting to feel things between you but you only remained as secret friends. Each time you began to look for him more, every glance he made that met yours was as if you were talking without necessarily speaking. More and more you saw each other in less busy places in school like: behind the gym, in the Library or in empty classrooms where your talks were very long, but of course, with every good thing there are also bad things. Your friends noticed that Bill was seeing you more and more, and also strangely you were spending less and less time with them and you no longer flirted with boys like before. They began to suspect and you simply denied it. Until one time in the Library that was empty and you were with Bill you just exploded This is getting harder and harder. My friends are starting to get suspicious. —You said, resting your hands on your head B: And what does it matter? Leave them. You don't understand. If they find out, I'll lose everything. B: And what am I then..? —I ask indignantly