The Dreams

Nia Bryant

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 The Dream

“Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are

same''

- Emily Bronte

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 Contents

Dreams do come true if you

wish

hard enough: Chapter 1

Getting Ready: Chapter 2

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 Chapter 1
Dreams do Come true if you wish

hard enough

How do I start this story, well I guess I could start from the beginning.
But first, like almost every good story starts with introductions. Hi, my

name is Madeline Selene Murry. I’m 17 and I love reading. I have brown

hair, kinda long but not too long. As some have told me, perfect brown

eyes. I don’t think of myself as fat or skinny, to be honest for me I don’t

believe it is necessary to have an inbetween. Some people say the people

in between are thick. But little do they realize it’s the same thing as being

fat. If you ever get a chance or think you can prove me wrong then look

up the dictionary definition. In the dictionary the synonyms for thick are

chunky, fat, hard, heavy, and massive. The thing is I don't think of myself as

thick either. What am I don’t know, but I’m going to a different topic now.

I’m five, five in a half and I got Treasurly High School. I’m friends with

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 quite a few factions. First you have the popular kids, which I call the

Regina Gerorges, because they sometimes act like they own the school. A

Lot of them think they are in charge of your hair, clothes and the length of

your hair and how it should look. Then there’s the semi popular ones, who

I call the Wannbees. I started calling them that because they want the

popularity status to be as high as the Regina George's. Which I sometimes

call the Gerorges, because saying the full name can sometimes be tiring.

The Wannabees are almost as bad as the Georges. They walk around and

tell the Castys and Zestys what to do. Because they just think they're like

that, they think it’s cool. Next in line is the Zestys, they’re all the non

straight ones and that's how they got their name. The Zestys have two

factions. The popular Zestys and the semi popular Zestys. They act the

same way as the Georges and Wannabees but in their own zesty way, in

their own non straight way. Then last of all there are the Castys, they are

the ones that don't fit into the other factions. Some are the quiet ones,

some are the loud ones and then some are the Emo ones. Yeah you could

add factions to those, but if I’m being truly honest there is no point. There

are plenty of them, but if you look at the very end they are all outcast and

that's how they got their name. I have a whole bunch of friends in both of

them so I don’t actually say I belong to a specific faction. Moving on, I

have one baby brother who is three months old and that's it for the

siblings. I think that enough of the Introductions and lets get into the story.

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I lay in bed reading Sweet Peril by Wendy Higgins, my mom is in the living

room watching my baby nephew play with his toys. I am now reading this

part in the book where Kaiden Rowe is about to make love to Anna. I close

the book and sit there for a second and start thinking of what it would be

like for a guy to like me in that type of way, or to like me at all. I am not

pretty and skinny like all the other girls. I think back to that one guy in

third grade, his name was Lucas Walton. I liked him for as long as I can

remember. We were sitting on the carpet at school, and I was trying to

keep myself from looking at him. The teacher Mrs. Dudson was reading a

book to us, I was rocking back and forth with my backpack on, and he was

behind me. About the third time rocking back and forth I fell and kissed

him. Or at least I thought I did. I was so happy, when it was time to get on

the bus I could not stop smiling. Fifth grade I wrote him a love note. I

guess you could say I was in love with him, but one day this guy named

Brody Shela asked me, “How are you going to have kids? He is like ten

inches shorter than you. So, you tell me how that is going to work?” And I

thought about it all day and all night long, he was right, how would I ever

have children? Yes, he would grow at some point, but what about our

relationship now? I came out of that daze and my mom was yelling for me

to get my baby brother Ty'rell. ‘’ Madelne, can you get Ty’rell for a

second?’’ ‘’ Mom, I am coming.” She does this all the time, during every

school year, which is the only time I can get and read any books. Except

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 the ones in my room of course but have read those books at least one

hundred times. I keep him and play with him until his mother gets here,

which is my sister. When she gets here, I hand her Ty’rell and run to my

room to read while I still can. When I get to my room, I look all around

and tell myself my room needs a very deep cleaning. I try to tidy up a little

bit, but it does not really help. My mom comes into my room and hands

me the new iPhone fifteen. Mom, if this is some type of joke it is not funny.

These phones cost thousands and thousands of dollars. “Oh, honey this is

why we were being so hard on you.’’ We wanted to make sure you were

ready, but it has made you feel like you are not good enough. You are not

even talking about school that much anymore or any of your friends.

Honey I am so sorry I did not see this sooner, please forgive me and your

father.’’ ‘’ Well, if this is not some kind of joke, thank you so much.’’ She

hands me the phone and walks away; I turn it on and just stare at it. Then

I decided that it was her fault she handed me this phone, so I am going to

use this phone. I download snapchat, ticktock and Instagram. I added all

my friends and put the numbers they gave me on my phone. A notification

that someone snaps me pops up. I tap on the notification, and it opens

snapchat. It is from my best friend Ella, and it says,

Ella: You want to believe what I found out.

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 I text her back at once and say,

Me: What did you find out??

It takes her awhile to respond, and then she finally texts back,

Me: You know the guy you like?

I text her back,

Me: Which one?

And you will not believe what she texted back to me,

Me: The one you were obsessed with... Lee Kurtz!

Me: You know you cannot joke with me like that, this is not funny.

Ella: I know she says, I am not trying to be funny, just listen to what I

have to say. Elly was trying to get with him, and she noticed that he did not

seem like he was interested in him, and she asked him if he had a

girlfriend. He said no he likes someone else, and you know Elly would not

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let that go so she asked who it was, and he said that it was you and told

Elly to give his number to me to give to you.

After she finished typing, she sent me his number. I sit there and

stare at it freaking out. Ella texted back and says,

Ella: Text him now!

So, I put his number in my phone, and I text Ella,

Me: What do I say?

She told me to tell him Hi and tell him who it was and that my friend

gave me this number. I text him,

Me: Hi, this is Madeline, my friend gave me your number. I don't

really know why, they told me to tell one of my friends to give it to you.

I reread it a couple of times and the last time I hit send.

Me: Ella oh my gosh I sent it, if this is some crazy joke, I am gonna

beat you up so bad!

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 Right after I get done sending that last text to Ella he texts back,

Lee: HI, yes, I told Elly to tell her friend Ella, who as far as I

remember was your best friend, to give you my number. I just thought it

has gone on far too long.

Me: What has been going on far too long? I think I know what you

are talking about, but I just want to make sure we are talking about the

same thing.

Lee: You know exactly what I’m talking about.

Me: Ok so we’re talking about this?

Me: I don’t know what there is to say. I think you have made yourself

very clear, you don’t like me.

Lee: How do you know what I mean? I could have been scared.

Maybe I didn’t want to mess it up. And maybe I wanted to make sure I

could stay focused on my school and grades.

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 Me: Ok, sorry for assuming I knew what you meant.

Me: What did you mean then?

Lee: I just told you what I meant I was scared that I would mess up

and I wouldn’t be focused on school.

Me: You could have told me that, instead of putting us both through

all this weird awkwardness.

Lee: Sorry, I thought you would think I was saying no.

Me: Well, that’s what it felt like.

Lee: So, do you want to hang out sometime?

Oh my gosh, freaking Lee Kurtz just asked me if he wanted to hang

out. I get my favorite pillow and scream into it. Then I pick up my phone

and text him back,

Me: Yeah, sure.

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 Lee: What about today?

Oh my gosh he wants to hangout today!! Then I start thinking she

won't ever let me. I ran into the kitchen anyway and tried, but instead of

saying his name I just said my best friend, Ella. She said yes and I ran

back to my room and screamed on my pillow again. I pick up my phone

and text him back,

Me: Sure, what time?

Lee: What about at 6?

Me: That works

Lee: Good, see you in a little bit.

I go to my closet and open the door to see what I’m about to and as

soon as I open the door, I see all these expensive clothes, I find a note

that says,

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 Hey, honey, I was trying to figure out how I wanted to surprise you

with your phone, and I was going to put it in your closet with a note and I

saw all your clothes and shoes and thought you could use some new ones.

I also got you a set of hair supplies in the box in the back corner of the

closet. Hope you like your new phone, new clothes, shoes, and hair

supplies. Love, Mom

Chapter 2
Getting Ready

Of course I look through all the clothes. And let me tell you that they
were super cute. I came up on this cute leather crop top. I took it off the

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hanger and found some cute gray Nike sweatpants to go with the crop top.

I looked at all the new shoes my mom got me and picked out a pair of

Yezzi slides. I found a cute black and white scrunchie and looked through

the hair supplies. I found a curling iron and put it with all my stuff. I go to

the bathroom and take a shower. I get out, brush my teeth and do my

.hair

I go back to my bedroom and put on some VictoriaSecret Vanilla lotion

and start getting dressed. As I’m about to put on some lip gloss I get a

text, I go grab my phone off my bed and see who texted me.

Lee: Send me your address.

Me: ok it is, 1341 Carbora rd. Brook VA 24553. It might take you the

wrong way and if it does just make sure u can see a bridge and by the

bridge there is a road going up to your left and two other roads to your

right. Take the road that leads to the house with the white gate

surrounding it.

Lee: Ok, see you in a minute.

I put my lip gloss on and told my mom I’m waiting outside for her. As

soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and It’s Lee

and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got

out and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say

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thank you. I expect him to get back in the front seat but instead he sits in

the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the older guy in the car, who

now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both get

out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is

this your house,” I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I

say.” “Please it’s nothing compared to your house. Just driving down that

driveway felt like I was driving down some rich person's house. Not to

mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I don’t

think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this

huge living room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do

today?,” he asks me. “I don’t know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits pause, “Do you want popcorn

and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me like I’m

crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no

butter?” No butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes,

before I ask to break the silence, “where are your parents?” I ask. In Las

Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind of embarrassed look

on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need to

lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always

really pale looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as

white as me. I laugh so hard until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally

get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He pulls out his phone and opens

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his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and say I’m fine,

I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at

me and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s

taking me up the steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room

and takes me to his bed and tells me to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay

down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so he wouldn’t start

begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a

piece of hair that fell in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like

your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying not to blush. How do you feel? I’m

Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I ask you a

question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I

was wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first

year I knew you, everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t

see the big deal about you that first day, or so that’s what I told myself. But

there was one thing that kept pulling me towards wanting to know more

about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself. That’s

when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn

into something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t

work out too well, now did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our

hands. I have another question; how many guys were before me? Really?

Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was dating this guy from

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this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a little

red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and

tucks it back behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s

cold or hot, or not even because he shocked me. Like electrical shock or

whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me. To him being all mine,

or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking

officially. You ok he says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s

just the way you're looking. I just have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk

about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on my mind. Sure, I do, I

always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm going

to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning

around me. Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how

you feel so let's start there. Then will you be honest about how you feel no

matter what I say? course. Well, I really do like you, I actually more than

like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on, you said you

would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we

just started talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and

told my mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to

my gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got

out and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him

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to get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to

the older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we

both get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your

house,” I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing

compared to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some

rich person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well,

I don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

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not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

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 talking and everything but Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

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 to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

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 Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

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 pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

23
 have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but, Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

24
of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

25
he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

26
pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

27
many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

28
 person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

29
 wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

30
older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

31
 ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but, I have to say it now or I wont be Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I

32
put my lipable gloss on and told my mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot

outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to

the car and waved, Lee got out and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I

say thank you. I expect him to get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat

with me. Lee introduces me to the older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He

drives up to a nice house and we both get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to

the house we go in, “Is this your house,” I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and

beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared to your house. Just driving down that

driveway felt like I was driving down some rich person's house. Not to mention once you get

there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I don’t think so your house totally beats mine.”

He laughs and takes me to this huge living room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you

want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?”

“Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to

drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me

to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few

minutes, before I ask to break the silence, “where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is

still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird

that question sounds. I think you need to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and

say I’m fine. I’m always really pale looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost

as white as me. I laugh so hard until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of

myself, I say, I’m positive. He pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands

it to me. I look at myself and say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the

sun can’t fix. He looks at me and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m

fine he’s taking me up the steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes

me to his bed and tells me to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure

33
you are ok. I lay down so he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my

hand, and we just stay like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a

piece of hair that fell in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this.

Thanks, I say, trying not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun

or iron or both. Can I ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a

few years, but I was wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first

year I knew you, everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal

about you that first day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept

pulling me towards wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you

introduced yourself. That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this

crush turn into something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out

too well, now did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another

question; how many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you

asked me, I was dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked

you. He goes a little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and

tucks it back behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not

even because he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him

touching me. To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself

back into reality embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking

officially. You ok he says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way

you're looking. I just have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you

want to hear what's on my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind.

Before I know I know I'm going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I

say motioning around me. Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how

you feel so let's start there. Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say?

34
course. Well, I really do like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess

that's settled. Come on, you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well

I thought I was very clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I

know we just started talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss

on and told my mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I

walk to my gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved,

Lee got out and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I

expect him to get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee

introduces me to the older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a

nice house and we both get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go

in, “Is this your house,” I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.”

“Please it’s nothing compared to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was

driving down some rich person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks

like royalty.” “Well, I don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me

to this huge living room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he

asks me. “I don’t know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a

movie and hits pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.”

He looks at me like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no

butter?” No butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break

the silence, “where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say

with a kind of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think

you need to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always

really pale looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh

so hard until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m

positive. He pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at

35
 myself and say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He

looks at me and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking

me up the steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed

and tells me to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I

lay down so he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we

just stay like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair

that fell in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say,

trying not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both.

Can I ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I

was wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

36
 my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

37
 to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

38
To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

39
 like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

40
 dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but, Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

41
 don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

42
 That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

43
get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

44
 wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my

mom I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my

45
gates, and It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out

and opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to

get back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

46
like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

47
 you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything Lee: Ok, see you in a minute. I put my lip gloss on and told my mom

I’m waiting outside for her. As soon as I step foot outside, I see a car I walk to my gates, and

It’s Lee and some other dude in the car. I got up to the car and waved, Lee got out and

opened my door. I get in and before he closes the door, I say thank you. I expect him to get

back in the front seat but instead he sits in the back seat with me. Lee introduces me to the

older guy in the car, who now I know is his brother. He drives up to a nice house and we both

get out and his brother drives away. Lee takes me to the house we go in, “Is this your house,”

I ask? “Yeah.,” he says. “Wow It’s so big and beautiful I say.” “Please it’s nothing compared

to your house. Just driving down that driveway felt like I was driving down some rich

person's house. Not to mention once you get there, everything looks like royalty.” “Well, I

don’t think so your house totally beats mine.” He laughs and takes me to this huge living

room. We sit on one of the couches, “What do you want to do today?,” he asks me. “I don’t

know what to say.” “Wanna watch a movie?” “Sure.,” I say, He puts on a movie and hits

pause, “Do you want popcorn and anything to drink?” “No thank you I say.” He looks at me

like I’m crazy and takes my hand and takes me to the kitchen. “Butter or no butter?” No

butter I say. We just stare at each other for a few minutes, before I ask to break the silence,

“where are your parents?” I ask. In Las Vegas he is still staring at me. Oh, I say with a kind

of embarrassed look on my face, realizing how weird that question sounds. I think you need

to lay down, he says, you look super pale. I laugh and say I’m fine. I’m always really pale

looking after I take a shower. You are sure, you're almost as white as me. I laugh so hard

until my stomach starts to hurt. When I finally get control of myself, I say, I’m positive. He

pulls out his phone and opens his snapchat camera and hands it to me. I look at myself and

say I’m fine, I’m paler than usual but it’s nothing iron and the sun can’t fix. He looks at me

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 and says, "I think you should lay down." Before I could say I’m fine he’s taking me up the

steps. He opens a door to what I’m guessing is his room and takes me to his bed and tells me

to lay down. “I’m fine, I say.” Just lay down, I want to make sure you are ok. I lay down so

he wouldn’t start begging me, he sat down beside me. He takes my hand, and we just stay

like that for a long time. He finally lays down just like I am, He takes a piece of hair that fell

in my face and tucks it behind my ear. I really like your hair like this. Thanks, I say, trying

not to blush. How do you feel? I’m Ok, like I said I just need some sun or iron or both. Can I

ask you a question? Yes, of course. Yeah, I’ve only known you for a few years, but I was

wondering, did you know I was the one from the beginning? The first year I knew you,

everyone was obsessed with you and to be honest I didn’t see the big deal about you that first

day, or so that’s what I told myself. But there was one thing that kept pulling me towards

wanting to know more about you. I kept remembering the way you introduced yourself.

That’s when I started liking you, but I kept telling myself don’t let this crush turn into

something else, focus on school and not guys. But I guess that didn’t work out too well, now

did it? No, I guess not, he says looking down at our hands. I have another question; how

many guys were before me? Really? Yeah, I’m just curious. Well since you asked me, I was

dating this guy from this other school, but we broke up, because I still liked you. He goes a

little red, my hair falls back in my face. He moves my hair out of my face and tucks it back

behind my ear. I flinch at the feel of his skin, not because it’s cold or hot, or not even because

he shocked me. Like electrical shock or whatever I’m still just not used to him touching me.

To him being all mine, or at least I hope so. With that thought I pull myself back into reality

embarrassed. I was even thinking about that and we just started talking officially. You ok he

says? Of course, why wouldn’t I be? I don’t know, It’s just the way you're looking. I just

have some stuff on my mind. Wanna talk about it? I don’t think you want to hear what's on

my mind. Sure, I do, I always want to hear what's on your mind. Before I know I know I'm

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going to say it I blurt out, so what exactly does all of this mean? I say motioning around me.

Ummh well, what do you want this to mean? I don’t know how you feel so let's start there.

Then will you be honest about how you feel no matter what I say? course. Well, I really do

like you, I actually more than like you. Umhhh, well ok then I guess that's settled. Come on,

you said you would tell me how you felt no matter what I said. Well I thought I was very

clear about how I felt. I like you alot, sometimes a little too much. I know we just started

talking and everything but, I have to say it now or I won’t be able to say it at all. I love you.

He just sits there for a second staring. This isn’t funny, I know hurt you but this is the worse

payback you could ever give me. Please tell me your joking. This isnt payback for hurting

me, you wanted the truth. So there it is. He takes my hand, I love you too. And I’m more than

truely sorry I made you wait this long.

Chapter 2

We sit there just holding each other like it’s the end of the world. Like if we let go we're
going to disappear from each other. He pulls away just a little bit and I pull him back.

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