Chapter 10

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 (Jesse)  

December 12, 2014

I had a realization today. I been denying my feeling for awhile now. Its driving me crazy, and I'm about to snap.

I have a crush. Agghhh! I sound like a twelve your old girl. When I'm around this girl she makes me act like this. A girl never made me feel like this way before. It's new to me and I hate it.

I never chase girls, I don't have too, they chase me. Now the roles have switched and I don't like that. I wonder if she likes me back. I don't want to ask her and for her to reject me.

I guess it worth a shot. What the worse that can happen. She rejects me. Oh yeah, she can reject me, I never been rejected before.

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"Will you go out with me?"

"No! Gross! What wrong with you? We can't be friends anymore, because you ruin our friendship."

"I sorry, can we-"

"No, get out my face. And your ugly."

All my friends pop out of no where and starts laughing at me. Someone takes a photo, then its on the school's newspaper. The title would be: JESSE GETS REJECTED BY HIS CRUSH AND HE STARTS CRYING, WHAT A LOSER!

Then the picture get on the cover of the yearbook.

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She is really nice and funny.
I like being around her too. She has a different vibe than everyone else. She is a genuine person, she always wishes the best for people. Knowing the way she is I suppose she would let me down nicely.

Also she's really hot. She is curvy, she has a butt and boobs. My ex-girlfriends weren't curvy at all, barely any of the girls in my high school are curvy. It refreshing to have someone that doesn't have a Barbie size figure.

She eat what every she wants and doesn't care what people think. She will also eat as much she wants. She says if people have a problem with how much or what she eat they can leave. She's different, she doesn't count calories and stuff like that, but she still works out. She is a very fit person. It evens out, exercise and eats.

She's also really short. Short girl are the cutest. I like how she has to look up to me to she my face. Or when she needs help getting stuff from shelves, but she doesn't need my help she can get stuff herself. She's an independent. She will get on her tiptoe to get the item, if that fails she will jump. If that didn't work she will throw something else at it. You got to love how persistent she is.

She's all I think about, I count the hours until I can she her again. Man I sound like a pu**y (I usually say words like that but if the shoe fits).

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