I had just changed schools but I was a fairly outgoing kid and quickly made friends. In second grade that's pretty easy to do. One of my friends was JR. JR was a little scrawny and got picked on a lot but I stood up for him. We sat next to each other in class and any time he passed me he would tweak my braids. So when I passed him I would tweak his cowlick. At recess he would join me with my other friends and we would play together. I thought of him as one of my best friends.

At open house my folks were there with me and I wanted to introduce them to all my friends but they had to talk to my teacher before they met JR. After they had walked off a tall obese dark haired woman walked up and asked if I was Bexx. I said I was and she started screaming and cursing at me. She said she was JRs big sister and he had told her all about how I was terrorizing him at school and how I constantly pulled his hair and how I was a horrible little bitch and she would love nothing more than to beat me up like I had beat her little brother and on and on. During that tirade I could see JR standing just outside the classroom laughing his ass off. She was so rage filled I was terrified and it wasn't until another father stepped in to tell her to calm down that I even thought of speaking up for myself. I told her JR was one of my closest friends and we tweaked each other's hair yes but we also played together and I kept the other boys from bullying him. My other friends were there and told her it was all true. She looked over at JR and saw him laughing and stormed over to him and demanded the truth. He said I did bully him and he didn't like it when I pulled his hair. Then he made up more lies on the spot making each one more far fetched. She took him over to the teacher and they had a discussion after which she stormed out dragging JR by the arm.

The next day in class he acted like nothing had happened. He walked past me and tweaked my hair. I ignored him. He kept making up reasons to walk by me tweaking my hair harder each time till he actually pulled me out of my seat and got in trouble. At recess he tried to join me and my friends and we told him to go away because he was a liar and tried to get me in trouble. He stomped off. The next day instead of pulling my hair he actually punched me in the back. The teacher sent him to the principal and at recess he came over to yell at me. He was in trouble with his sister and his parents and the teacher and the principal were mad at him too and it was all my fault. I told him to go away and to never talk to me or touch me again, like my parents had told me to. He spent the next two years blaming all his problems on me. He started a horrible downward spiral and lashed out at everyone until he was eventually expelled for hitting the nurse.