Memory #3

At lunch, I sat near a boy that always seemed nice, although we had never interacted. Everyone knew he was moving the next day. It was his last day of school. He asked me to borrow lunch money. I was happy to help him out, even though I knew he could not pay me back. I gave him a few dollars. When he told me, "I will pay you back tomorrow," and winked at his friends, he made me feel so embarrassed.