"I'm pretty sure a boy called Jacob hated me in my last year of school, but I can't remember why..." I say, trying remember what happened to make him hate me. "Oh, right, I think I asked out the girl he had a crush on, and he got all mad because he was going to ask her out. If anything, though, I saved him from making a fool of himself by stopping from asking out a girl who was only interested in girls..."
hmm, probably when I aclidently let my real head show, light on fire and summon my scyth at the same time, then continued to be peltted with random objects"