Extreme necroposting here, but I wanted to respond to this at the time as my reunion really changed the way my whole view on my teenage years, but never got it together to write it down.
So, in my thirties I was invited to a school reunion, organised by Charity back when I used to hang out with her and Alan (now my neighbour) in a pub. Alan didn't want to go, but after making sure that Rowan wasn't invited (because **** Rowan) agreed to go, though with the usual nervousness. She found most of them from Facebook or staying in touch, and me from just happening to walk into a pub I was in on evening, but my best friends were still missing. Still, it would be good to see people again.
So... it was quite a night. We met at a bad pub, but one with big enough tables that we could hang around at and not too loud. The first thing was how... bald most of the guys were! There were only two of us there who didn't have bald patches. The other was James who was the nicest guy at school and won the reunion. He was with his girlfriend and they clearly loved each other to bits. He had a steady job which... Well when we were at school he used to always be off sick any time a new hotly anticipated game came out, and he still did that now, but both girlfriend and employers seemed happy to indulge him on his one flaw. I was really happy for him.
The major part of the night for me was later though, when I found myself sat at a big table as the only guy with a lot of the girls I went to school with (being organised by a girl, the invite list skewed girl heavy) and found out what they really thought about me.
To give some perspective, I was a wreck at secondary (high) school. I had a bad first year. I was in a class with no friends and the worst part was when Allison asked me out on behalf of her friend Amanda. (I was 12) Amanda was way out of my league and I could not believe what was happening. Break time came and was awkward. Very awkward. Neither of us spoke or looked each other in the eye and it seemed like every girl in school was following us... and not far away, but really close, like an audience! I just snapped! It was obviously a prank and not a well hidden one, so I stormed off.
Fast forward, I said that I felt they were... off with me.. standoffish all the way through school, at which several reacted angrily that it was because of what I did to Amanda. Amanda really loved me, they said and I really hurt her.
I said that Amanda was way out of my league and they said that Amanda was a shy nervous girl (seems nobody else saw her that way). I asked why they were all following her and they said it was because they were worried that I might hurt her. I did hurt her and was hurt myself because they were following us!!! But they didn't believe it.