two girls named Fran and Lisa who sat near me in class. Whenever Betsy
made one of her remarks, they would wave it off and tell me to ignore her.
Still, I hated that I didn't walk like everyone else. I didn't like not being able
made negative remarks about how I walked.
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One day, our teacher asked us to change seats. “Class,” our teacher addressed us one morning, “you've been in the same seats for a full semester and you've become friendly with the students around you. Now it's time to change seats and make some new friends.” The class let out a collective moan (抱怨). As she assigned the new seating, Fran, Lisa and I looked at each other and waited for our names to be called. We didn't want to be separated. And we especially didn't want to sit anywhere near Betsy. Finally, Betsy sat directly behind me.