being in love

chapter three

here comes the talent show. I was in it and so was she I was playing " crazy train" on my guitar with a pink tie around my head. Her parents understood why I had a good time on my head because of the song. I learned that when I asked her the next day. she was there singing " big girls don't cry". when I heard her sing my heart started to melt. To me, I heard an angel. To me, I saw a beautiful angel. I loved hearing her sing. I clapped loud, I think louder than anyone else did. After the show I learned that people made fun of her calling her ugly, fat, gross, terrible, bad singer, & a lot of other bad stuff. I told her " well I thought you looked amazing and nothing like anyone else did. I thought you sound amazing as well." when I said that, she smiled and was happy again. it made my day knowing that I made her smile and feel good about herself when people are making fun of her and calling her names. I still don't understand why people make fun of her and put her down like that. She's an amazing, talented, kind, sweet, good hearted, caring, beautiful, funny, awesome, all-around girl. I love that day, especially before then at the tryouts when we got to hang out for a little and then at the dress rehearsal. But at the dress rehearsal it was even better. We were sitting and waiting, I was the last on the list so I was there too long as, she was also near the bottom of the list, and she had me play " piano tiles" because she knew I was really good at the game. She had a low score but I gave her a better one of 1101. I will always remember that number when I showed her and gave her phone back, she said " thank you so much Aaron." and she gave me a hug from behind because I was sitting in the high school's auditorium chairs. That hug felt amazing. One of the best hugs ever got. The talent show was a good time. A very good time.