I found him. Oh, he's the one.
I finally got accepted into a camp, after days of begging to get in. Nobody believed in me before.
"Frying Pan, you're never gonna get in!"
"How about you go back to POP? Oh wait, you're banned."
But their faces all turned a deep red once they found out that I got in. I told everyone that I needed a spark in my life, and that that was why I joined, but oh, that spark was something deeper and more heartfelt than one could imagine.
The challenge came, and he spoke those beautiful words from out of his lips:
"@Competing @Invested Spectator
Hello everyone!!!!!"
He said it so wonderfully, so lustrously, my heart felt as if it bloomed into roses on a gorgeous, red sunset. His figure, he has the body of a cute doll, a slim waist, thick hips, and a large, gorgeous tan head with tattoos all over. Oh, just seeing him made my heart drop down into my knees.
But, I knew I could not simply walk up to him and confess my feelings, no, I needed to catch him with something. Something much more intuitive, harmonious, and love-filled. A poem.
I would use this challenge, to make a team logo, and catch his breath and make his heart beat like a drum. I worked, day and night, each night staying awake no matter how much I tried to make him notice me the day before.
And so it was time to submit. Would I get him to notice me? Would he reject me? I know not, but the hope that he would accept someone like me made my heart throb and shake with excitement.
I did the deed, waited, and he responded.
"@Invested Spectator @Competing
Sorry for the wait! But the results are finally here!"
My chest felt heavy. My head was swirling, twisting and turning with ideas on what he would do. A sense of worry escalated in my mind, as I waited eagerly for him to notice me.
But of course those two rich snobs snatched his attention from beneath my feet. Miniature Portrait and Handitizer, everyone knows they payed their way to get those logos accepted. They looked like an emo drawing.
Led Light even mocked me. They teased me. They knew I wanted him. But they wanted him more.
But no matter. I will get him sooner or later. And while I'm at it, I'll make sure those pricks get what they deserve.
