oh... um... me? I asked. Yes Paige! Lindsey said. oh well.... um... I like someone.. I said. ooo's came from all around. Who? Hillary asked. um... Paul. I said. oooooooooooooo! Paul!!
3 hours later...
um thanks for helping me clean up from the party, Paige. Hillary said. you can go now. she continued. what's the matter, Hillary? I asked. I LIKE PAUL!!! Hillary broke out crying. um Idk why Hillary was crying over a stupid boy but I comforted her anyways. thanks. she said.
At school the next day...
I heard a lot of whispers down the hall that day. maybe about me.. maybe about others. I walked down the hall, alone, scared to even swallow. everyone was staring at me.
in homeroom, Paul came up to me and said Hi. I said Hey back. Then he said, and I quote, wanna go out? I just froze. I didn't know what to do. poor Paul, he probably waited there for what seemed like several minutes. I thought about Hillary. Then I thought about myself. hmmm...? should I? then the answer blurted out REALLY fast. YESS! I said. Great! Paul said. we quickly exchanged phone numbers and the bell finally rang! LUNCH! I'm starving!
Later that day...
I was doing my homework and texting Paul at the same time, multitasking! when I heard a knock at the door. it was the secret code... HILLARY!! Shoot! I better not tell her about Paul! I opened the door and she asked if she can come in. I said sure. then I said what's up? How's Paul? she asked. Um... good. how'd you know we are going out? he told me. she said. oh...um...sorry Hillary. I said. it's fine.
it-it's just that... um.... how do I say this in front of my best friend? she said.
TO BE CONTINUED.....................................................................................
