How to Make a Friend (Not the Recommended Method)
Not My Usual Reaction
I was in eigth grade, riding the school bus home,when I discovered that some guys have a strange way to choose their friends...
I generally considered myself something of a passivist back then. Because of bullying, I had started taking karate lessons in 7th grade at the Y.M.C.A. The lessons worked, and the bullying had stopped; I wasn't the passivist I once was either.
Back to the school bus...I was sitting towards the back of the bus when David, who was generally considered tough, started rating me. I returned fire, and that kept up several minutes. Finally, in frustration, I did something completely out of character for me...I punched him.
The Next Day
David immediately punched me back, and I was expecting the bus driver or someone to notice, and I thought I would end up in the principle's office the next day. Nothing ever came of it...or so I thought.
Riding home from school that next day, David and I were in the same seats again. David's buddy started in on me; David interrupted -- "Leave him alone, He's my friend!"
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