I'm here at the spot I told him to meet me. He sent me a picture of him so I know what he looks like at least. I sent nothing back. He needs to see me in person I'm to scared to show my fat to the world very often so this is rare twice in two days im out in the world. I see him that's him I'm sure but just in case I look at the picture he sent me. He looks wonderful. I sound like a whore oh well. I have been giving that attitude lately. I walk toward him because he looks lost looking for me. He looks my age and cute. Did I say that? Probably I'm nervous. Who wouldn't be he could be a serial killer for all I know. We meet. " hello" I say it and my voice cracks. He laughs and adds a " hello" I chuckle and look away playing with hair. One word. Embarrassing!! We continue to talk for hours I like him that's for sure. Him looks like he does so before I say I have to leave I do something and it took all the courage I had. Hope he doesn't mind.
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Friends Again?
Teen FictionWhole bunch of things gone wrong with the family lets just add Ana and Bully to the mix just great! Let's hope something big happens and I get better. Maybe i can be that lucky
