The Story of my Life . (based on a true story)

Chapter 5 - Boys Are Jerks

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** Chapter 5- Boys are jerks **

Previously:

Love isn't a game.

Love isn't just a feeling.

Love is something special which cannot be described in a few words.

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Do you know what's love? Well, as I mentioned early, love isn't something you could describe in a few words. It's something special. Not everyone can experience true love. And at 8 years of age? There is no exemption.

How do you define love at the age of 8? If you're 8 and you're reading this ( which is probably impossible or maybe idk) , do you know what's love? Or for the rest of you, I'm sure you guys have passed by that age so recall and think about this for a minute.

Do YOU know what is love?

Well obviously, my friend thought I did. How impressive.

His name was Alex. Same class as me and Adrain. He was a transfer student so in Year 2, he joined my class.

We haven't really talked alot, just frequent 'hi's' and 'bye's'.

Little did i know that he had a crush on me. A crush. A burning desire to be with someone you find atrractive or really special.

But how long can that 'burning desire' last?

2 months?

2 weeks ?

Or just 1 day?

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He somehow got my house number from one of my friends and he called me. Dare he did it, he called me.

I was shocked at first. If someone whom you barely talked to, randomly calls up your house, wouldn't you be scared?

Lady Luck was on my side that day. I picked up the phone instead of my parents.

*before*

"Jules, go and pick up the phone. I'm busy", mum's voice echoed through the house.

I let out a loud groan and trudged my way towards the phone. Why in the world must someone interrupt me in the middle of solving my tricky fraction question?