Chapter-11

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That night felt like my heart was about to break, it was something about seeng Matt with another girl that mad me mad and uncomfortable, I wasn't jealous. Was I? No I am not I mean look at what Josh gave me, he really loves me. Why would he love me, I'm not that nice and I am a outcast.

 The Morris brothers were the most popular in the school followed by the Cadogan's. This middle school was like a war we have 2 presidents that everyone looks up to and that made all of the decision, and I am just another girl trying to be perfect. I didn't know what I am going to do when I am older, or who I will marry, or even where I am going to College.

 At my old school no one was the popular person, i didn't have to try that hard because people didn't hate me and everyone seemed to get along with me. And sometimes I would have people fight over who would sit by me. I looked through my white shelve and found the book...

The yearbook. The yearbook was the most important book in history it determines who is "perfect" and who is not. On the front page was a picture of my school and I was in the middle front row. I looked at the back of my yearbook where there was tons of writing in it. There was at lest 90 signatures in my book saying "call me" "we need to hang out". It

 was never hard for me to make friends back then but now it seems I only have Josh. Was I the Kate Cadogan in my grade at my old school? I couldn't be I mean I was just a state cello player at me school....oh crap. I should probably gone Kate a easier time about things, I will maybe start to become friends with her.
----------the next day------

Today was Saturday my favorite day the first thing I did was of course check my phone and Josh had texted me telling me good morning and asking if we could hang out today. I replied "of course Josh! Come over to my house in about a hour and we can go to the park." I took a shower then blow dry my hair, got a light blue crop top on and white pair of shorts. I walked downstairs and ate breakfast.my mom and dad are always gone because of work, I never really get to see them that much.


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