Chapter FORTY- NINE 

EMOTIONAL  YRENE'S POV. A couple of girls giggled as another one from Reece hit my face, and to make it seem less weird, I bent to make mine, and more flew in, faster and harder, and they laughed as my face turned red. I stood, and threw my little snowball although I made sure it only made it halfway before plunging into the snow and breaking apart. They continued throwing balls, and honestly, it was something I could take while throwing my harmless ones, but it became worse when I became the target of every girl in school.  Snowballs hit me from every direction, hard and cold, and one even got into my mouth but before I could spit it out, another got into my nose. Eventually, I had to crouch down and cover myself which made them laugh more, and I did what I never thought I would do, I cried.  Don't get me wrong, I wasn't emotional earlier, I was only embarrassed, but the moment I had bent to cover myself, I had felt pathetic. I had felt useless, I had felt ugly, receiving cold, painfu