Anothony Paul French Poem by jesica reeder

march 27,2004
8th grade
i met anthony paul french
helping out wit a girl scout science project
yeah i thought he was cute
maybe he thought that too
he seemed like a nice guy
tall dark handsome
manners to match
seemed like he was taught right

we laid eyes on eachother
tye dying some stupid shirts
i never thought id think of him several months later
we just smiled at eachother
and i would turn around to whisper
jess told me to watch out
for there is nothing but trouble
but he looked innocent and i didnt bother

my group was the last in line to eat upstairs
and he came right behind me
and i just had to smile
he held the door for me
like any man should
and to say thanks i sat wit him
and ate very little

he was 27
and worked at pizza hut
he was a sophmore at mizzou
he didnt have a girlfriend and thought i was pretty fine
being 13 that was pretty flattering
but damn was i wrong


we got out of lunch 30 minutes early
wanted to go back to were we belonged
he gave me a sappy story
his best friend was recently killed
and he had the scars to prove

'you wanna get lost'
sure, whatever that meant
i thought he meant talking alone
maybe inside in the air
he looked to see if doors were unlocked
there were none
so we went back to where we were suppost to be
up on the third floor
we sadly took the elevator
because that was more

he made his move on me and i played along
i mean he was tall, taller than before
he kept riding the elevator for a few minutes or more
then someone came on
this sad sad girl
i held him tight being a shy horriable girl
then i realized that she was crying
and i let go....
he chaced her off the elevator
and man did i feel alone
i got off at the third floor
just sat there and cried
i hurt this guy and i hurt this girl more
she yelled from the staircase
go ahead choke me i dont care
i didnt believe that he laid a hand on her
no i couldnt bear
about five minutes later this woman who was in charge
yelled at me and took me down the stairs
'this is your fault, now there will never be another be a girl scout science project here...you ruined it for everyone how do you dare'
they went to call my mom and dad
and left me with someone who read the paper
thats when i learned what pain truely was
the soda bottle cap scraped my skin
and a laugh laughed within

this is were it started where it all began




he was charged with 3rd degree assult
for beating his girlfriend who caught him in the act
they took the fight off campus and i never saw him again
but he sadly knows were i live [well wit the little details i told him]
they havent had another girl scout thing on campus and it was blamed on me