The wooden chopsticks stopped. Saki stared at Annie through the corner of an eye. Then without saying anything, she continued eating. Finally, Saki said, "In any case, it's over now."
"It's not." When Saki looked at her again, Annie continued, "Keith McDowell, that black-haired boy, he's with the school paper."
Saki's chopsticks jumped from her hand in an attempt to escape being snapped.
"Sorry," Annie said.
They ate silently for a long time. When Annie had almost finished her food, Saki spoke again, "You know, I was bullied before."
"It must be tough for us small girls," Annie said sympathetically.
Saki packed up her lunch box. "It wasn't a physical bullying," she told her, "It was more psychological. Telling bad lies about others, starting rumors, making a person feel down." She closed her eyes. "It felt worse than being chased by your sister."
Annie had finished her food and was holding her juice box. "When did this happen? Middle school?"
"Just last semester." The other girl watched Annie with narrowed eyes. "Here, in this school."
Annie met her friend's eyes. "I hope it's not still going on."
Saki shook her head but kept her eyes on Annie. "It's stopped, for now. I hope it doesn't start again."
"Listen, if you need help, I'll help, however I can," Annie offered, "You'll need friends to stand up to bullies."
"Thanks." Saki managed a little smile, though it faded quickly. She changed the subject, "How's this week's essay?"
"It'll be done soon. I'll e-mail it to you as usual." Annie sipped her juice.
"It's really the teacher's job to comment on your essay." Saki sighed. She leaned closer to whisper, "I wonder how we ended up with such an irresponsible teacher. Next grade, I hope I get a better teacher."
Annie decided not to comment. Looking up, she noted that students were leaving the cafeteria. It was almost time for class.
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