Random stories i wanted to type out

how he confessed

8th grade:

we were in 6th hour and were working with one of his friends, i was doodling in my notes and the topic of crushes came up. "Maya, who do you like?" his friend asked me "im not telling you" i said plainly. Jaxon blushed, turning his beautifully tanned skin red. "would you write out a note for me maya?" i did but i nearly cried when he told me what he needed writen out in good handwriting(his is really bad)

I like someone, their name is ________

"im scared how do i give it to them" he was saying .

his friend had suggested putting their nickname down instead of a real name.

in terrible handwriting he had wrote down the name Rachel and looked away as he scooted the note no me. i didnt know how to respond so i just said

"i like you too"

then we went to lunch where he asked me out.