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We were sitting in the art room for the last time today. Someone kept cutting their weave out and putting on the boys' head. It was very funny. I just sat there laughing and crying because it was so funny. All of a sudden, we started doing yoga with the art teacher. Drew was sitting at the same table he sat at the last two times. Afterwards, Me and Victoria went up to Drew's table and just started talking to him. We've been talking a lot the past two days. That's probably it though. I feel like I'm not really invisible to him anymore. Yeah, I guess I do like him now, but I need to keep this a secret from him because if he finds out I will probably cry. I sort of feel like he's been using me. Victoria hid Drew's books somewhere in the art room. I really think I should talk to him about all of this bothering me but I don't have the guts to do it. As I went in Kik, I checked my messages and saw a text from him saying "I don't stare at you." My heart started racing and I felt like I was going to faint. I was shocked. He never texts me. I wrote back "Well that's what people are saying. Its making me uncomfortable" he wrote back "Well I don't." Then I decided to ask if he hates me. He texted me back saying "we just don't talk." Well at least he doesn't hate me. My friend Carson texted him saying "Gianna likes you" and he texted her back saying "I don't like her." Wow. That hurt. A lot. He actually made me cry for the rest of the night. Why do I always fall for the douche bags? I'm sick and tired of falling for them.

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