Sorry, Mexican girl.. :/

So today,
this Mexican girl came up behind me just before 5th period,
and she's like, "HEY,"
so I turned around and she looks at me and goes,
"you have a red dot on the back of your pants."
she looked like a bitch, and plus, I went pee during 3rd and I wasn't on my period, so I gave her like, a death stare and went into class.
but as I sat there, I was just thinking,
oh SHIT.
so I sat all uncomfortable during history,
and texted Samie and told her what had happened.
she told me she'd look after 5th and I was like, okay.
so after class, I booked it out the door to Samie,
and she completely like, examined my butt,
but she was quiet the whole time, so I was scared shitless.
then when she finally said, "did she mean THIS?"
I look down at the back of my pants,
and suddenly I realize,
that the big red dot-sticker from my subway wrapper I had at lunch
was stuck to the back of my leg..

If not fresh, better?

I'm finally in the mindset
to start again.
to start on what I hardly finished before.
to start on what I never meant to do wrong,
but to finally do right and not stop in the middle.
If I were you, I'd be looking at this,
over analyzing, like I always seem to do.
but for what seems like the first time,
this is blatantly about..what it's about.
there's not a more simple way to put it.
I mean, think about it:
what sticks out, to you, about me the most?
I don't know if I should apologize for it not being there anymore, when it decides to go.
most of it is already gone, which I both blame and thank a single person for.
but the rest needs to go.
say bye, you guys.

oh dear,
my confidence scares me.