Once upon a time there was girl. She met a boy, and a wonderful boy at that, or so she thought. Not long after that, they fell in love, and that’s when all the trouble starts.


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Holy shit…

Zavy and did word associations today in math and at lunch. One person will say a word, and the other will respond to the first word that pops into their head.

“Life.” He said.

“Sucks.” I fired back immediately.

“Plane.”

“Crash.” I said the same way.

“Suck.” He said.

“Me.” I said right away. I didn’t even realize that’s what I said until I had already said it. I was pretty embarrassed and shot a hand over my mouth. I’m like that when I’m tired too. You can get anything out of me when I’m almost asleep. If you ask me a specific question I will answer 100% truthfully.

I’ve gotten into some pretty big trouble like that. Well not exactly trouble, but it was uncomfortable. My crush was spread around the school in matter of seconds. He was popular, and I’m a loser so it went pretty quick. That was elementary school.

It’s now Junior High (even though it’s the 9th grade) and it wouldn’t be such a huge deal, but if Tavis found out, I’m not sure what I’d do. He’s certainly not unpopular, but he’s not the favorite of everyone. He’s like Kellen. I’d be very embarrassed, no doubt about it. But wouldn’t it be great if he was flattered and decided to give me a try.

YEAH RIGHT.