User blog:TheTrueYeng/Dhampir WWYD Part 1

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This is my first published WWYD scenario response. Expect some small spell errors. Criticism is accepted!

I've been waiting for this day. To finally say how I feel and why she's been avoiding me while we were at school.

Then suddenly, after hearing that. I finally realize the whole point of it all. It is all about reputation. A thing made up by people with the obsession for social status. This is basically a social caste system but in school, to oppress people like me. And I let them pushed me around. She loves me, I know she does, but she's more concern with keeping her popularity. Dad warned me about this stuff in school. Now I finally understand what he means. So is her popularity really that important to her? What about our relationship?

"Is it really that important to you?" I asked my... Dhampir Girlfriend.

"Yes. It is. If I don't keep it up, then I might end up bullied. I hope you understand."

Then it hit me. She was obsessed with social status. She is one of them.

"So that's all it is then. Your popularity is more important than our relationship. Is that it?"

Surprised by my sudden outburst, she tried to assure me. "N-No! It's not like that. I love you, I really do. It's just that, I'm afraid if they see me dating you. They might make fun of me."

"And what about me? Do you ever care about how I feel? How they bullied me for not having friends? Or when they call me a loser all the time!"

"I-I didn't knew they were that harsh."

"You don't know how I feel, but I hate acting like we're not a thing." With my sudden burst of emotions, something inside me was burning. It was confidence, danger, shame. Mixing all together. You know what! Screw being popular! I hate seeing other guys flirting with you! I hate acting like we never even talk to each other. Why do you like being popular so much?! Being popular doesn't mean a damn thing in this world! Nobody likes me, and that's fine. But nobody really loves me like you do! But I hate that our relationship gets in the way because of your popularity. I hate that you spend time with your popular friends instead of me!" In my last sentence a nearly slip out an upset tone in my voice. She is shocked at my sudden outburst of emotions. She might not like me anymore at this point. But that doesn't matter. Being bullied doesn't feel fake. But not being a couple in school grounds feels FAKE! "Do you even feel that way!? Do you!?"

"I don't know.. I just wanted to feel like I fit in.." She began to form water in her eyes. She hiccups trying hold her tears. Now I'm in shock. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you.." Her tears fall as she wipes them away. She turned around and ran away from me.

"Wait, Eliza, wait!" To make matters worst, the popular kids saw her running away from me. This situation took a turn for the worst. Maybe I went too far. Goddamn it! I have to go back to her!

This concludes part 1.