I woke up at 6:00 in the morning, ready for another day of seventh grade. I took a quick shower, got dressed, and all that stuff. I whipped up my hair in a bun, grabbed my backpack and headed out the door. My Mother was already waiting in the car.
"Morning, Sky" My Mother said.
"Morning Mother". I responded.
At my school, no one really liked me I had two friends and everyone else thought I was strange. People would barely even talk to me, all because I was British. I don't get it, I don't get why people have to be so mean. Everyone else at my school was American, because I was now living in Ohio.
"Okay, we're here" my Mother said as I got out of the car, and into the school.
"Hey" a random guy said, as he came up to me.
"Hi?" I responded.
"Do you know Casey?" The boy asked.
"I've heard of him, why?"
"He likes you" the mystery boy said to me.
"Hey" an unfamiliar voice said. As I turned my head, I found out it was Casey. He looked at me and smiled then at his best friend, and his smile faded. I always thought of Casey as the guy in my friend's science class, but he's pretty darn cute.
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My Crush
Teen FictionSkylar has a crush on a boy named Casey. She had heard that he liked her but she didn't know for sure. Will Skylar face her fears and ask him out?
