Y'know what sucks? Being in the 8th grade, and crushing on someone in the 7th. I've done this twice now. First my ex, now his best friend. Damn. My mom was right. I really am ho material.February 10th, 2022 was when it all went to shit, but first, let me explain the months leading up to today.
It was September 1st, 2021. That was the day that started it all.
"GET OVER HERE" mouthed Melody.
"NO" I mouth right back.
There was no way in HELL that I was going to sit at the same table with my crush when my friends were planning on telling him I liked him.
Until.
"YOINK" said Dianne, grabbing my lunch box, and setting it down right next to Brad.
At this point I HAD to go sit over there, I mean this bitch stole my fuckin food.
I sat right next to him.
Right. There.
"Soooo anything you wanna say Marina?" asked Melody.
I took my CoCa-Cola out from my lunch box. There were so many eyes on me, expecting me to confess my feelings. I turned as red as the can I was holding in my hand. I had to think quickly.
"You- um- y'know this- this ceiling looks pretty sick not gonna lie." I stammered out, look at the ceiling, then taking a long hard sip of my Coke.
Everyone sighed in dissapointment. I am the biggest chicken shit that has ever lived.
15 minutes roled by, which marked the end of our lunch, so we had to clear out of the lunch room and head to our makeshift playground; Before you ask, our school was K-8.
I immediately started sprinting out of speaking distance of my friends, ESPECIALLY Mel. I ended up talking to some 5th graders for a peaceful three minutes...
Until my friends found me.
Melody dragged me by my hand to where Brad was, made us face each other, and said the following words.
"Both of you are frustrating as hell, like damn."
"Oh fuck off" I said.
"Brad, do you wanna date Marina?"
"Sure"
Now I know this "sUrE" probably should've been the first red flag, seeing as he didn't sound all that enthusiastic about wanting to date me in the first place.
"Marina, do you wanna date Brad?"
"Um, yes?"
I said it like a question because I was really nervous and my voice goes up nine octaves(not literally) when I'm nervous.
So on September 1st, 2021, the whole fiasco that is my love life started.
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Puppy Princess - Hot Freaks
Teen FictionThis is based on my current love life, but so I don't doxx anyone, the names will be changed