I wanna be yours

Where did the sweet guy i met go?

'It's just a matter of time Mora, don't worry. You'll be alright.' My brother said, 'It's a thing guys do, get used to it.' As if I hadn't lived with this for a whole year already. It was literal hell, Mason was an immature dick, he literally thought with his dick too! He'd sexualize everything I'd do, everything! Of course a man should be able to get why you're bending your back in a seducing way while trying to get something. But they shouldn't act like he does; I can't even tie my fucking shoes and he's unzipping his pants, to say the least..

But enough negative things, if I'm honest, he does have manners; he holds the door open for me, he makes me food, takes care of me when I'm on my period or sick, he gets me gifts for my birthday and Christmas + all the other holidays (which is normal, although some guys don't do that.) He gets me random presents too. He is just a "normal" teenage boy, well at least in my brother's eyes. I've always looked up to my big brother, but now I just realize I did because we didn't have a dad. Afterwards I realized that my brother is just like all the other guys, only the fact that I am related to him changes it. He would've treated me like every other girl he fucks, like a whore, an object, a toy, but since I am his sister, he doesn't. He still treats me like i'm 9, or mabe 7 if you want to be real.

Not sure if I'm supposed to be happy with this, but I'll be for now.

I met mason when I was 15, he was in my class, he was also 15 he acted like he was 7 though. He treated me differently, not like all the other girls. It attracted me, he made me laugh, but also feel kind of shitty. Gotta be honest I was quite a bitch to him in the middle of the year.

He was cute, I didn't get how he didn't have a girlfriend yet, even though he was 15

At the end of the year, he had ignored most of my texts I send him, what I don't blame him for. I send him some things that were kind of mean.

We weren't in each others class next semester, I did want to be In his class, but I wasn't.

I don't know why, but every time I'd see him in the hallway, I would get this strange feeling, like butterflies in your stomach.

Since we weren't in the same class, we didn't see eachother every day. Then out of nowhere on a random Sunday at exact 11:02 he send me a message, it was July 5th? Probably. The text read:

Hey Mora, do you have feelings for me?

Just that, no explanation why he asked, no Goodmorning.

It was weird, but as you assumed I said no. What? Did you think i'd say yes? You're brave, no thanks, I clearly did not say yes. I was scared. I've got some experiences with giving people truthful answers to questions kind of like this.

The texts between us went like this:

11:02, Mason: Hey Mora, do you have feelings for me?

11:03, Me: No, why?

11:03, Mason: You keep looking at me in the hallway.

11:03, Me: So? Am I not allowed to look at someone?

11:03, Mason: You acted weird around me last year too.

11:04 , Me: What are you trying to say?

11:04, Mason: That you have a crush on me.

11:05, Me: I just told you I do not have a crush on you.

11:05, Mason: Did you have a crush on me last year?

I needed a moment to think about my answer, so I just ignored him for the next 5 minutes

11:05, Mason: Hello?

11:06, Mason: Are you there?

11:06, Mason: Hellooooooooooooooo????

11:08, Mason: HELLOOOO??

11:09, Mason: Moraaa???

11:09, Mason: Moraaa????????

11:09, Mason: Hellooooo???

11:10, Mason: I asked a question?????

11:10, Mason: Fucking hell, what could you possibly be doing?

11:10, Mason: Do you want to text at a perfect time or something? Weren't you into that astrological shit last year or sum?

11:11, Me: Yes sorry, what was the question again?

11:11, Mason: So you're still some astrological witch?

11:11, Me: No no, I meant yes i'm available again.

11:12, Mason: Did you have a crush on me last year?

11:12, Me: Kind of, why?

11:12, Mason: Oh.

11:12, Mason: I thought you were cute, before you started bitching at me.

11:12, Me: Yeah, I noticed, I'm sorry about how I was last year..

11:13, Me: also, Goodmorning.

11:13, Mason: Yes, Goodmorning, you were quite a bitch at the end of the year.

11:13, Me: But why do you care about the fact that I liked you last year, because I don't think some random guy I look at in the hallways would text me this.

11:14, Mason: I technically still like you, although I don't really know if you changed your bitchy personality.

11:14, Me: I did try to, and I hope it's noticeable, but I like you too. Still :).

Yes, I indeed did put a smiley face in the fucking text, I don't want to talk about it.

Enough with the Romeo and Juliet stories, he wasn't like this at all anymore, since we'd been in a relationship for over a year, he stopped trying.

Anyways about Mason, we're broken up, although he doesn't think we are, so i'm going to need to come up with a way to tell him that we are done, without a tantrum AT SCHOOL.

So I went to school, stressing my so-called dump truck off.

Ha! guess what? When I arrived at school, Mason was standing at the entrance, waiting for me with FUCKING FLOWERS. And I know, " Omg he bought you flowers! You can't break up with him!" Yes I can, but also who's saying i'm breaking up with him. He broke up with me remember?

' Hey Mason..' 'Hey Mora, so I wanted to apolog-' ' Mase, we're done remember?'

'What do you mean, are you breaking up with me?' 'No, remember you broke up with me.'

'You know I didn't mean it! I love you Mora.'. 'No, you meant it, trust me I know you better than you know yourself.'.

I could feel that he wanted to blame me for all of this again, that he wanted to shout at me or even hit me, maybe even.. Nevermind he wouldn't do that. 'No you can't! What the fuck Mora?'. 'Yes I can Mason, and now if you're done with being a little baby, I can go to my class.' ' Fuck you.' 'Well not anymore, go fuck Lisa.' 'It's not like you're going to make her finish, with that small dick of yours.' 'Well maybe now I can finish, without having to look at that ugly face of yours.' 'Okay, good for you, Bye Mason!'

So I should introduce you to Lisa, Lisa is NOT my friend, we do not like eachother, although I do think she is gorgeous, and I'm still hoping she changed. Which she probably didn't.

When I just started highschool, they put me in a class with Lisa. She was nice at first, but she became mean after a while. Probably because I wasn't allowed to buy a movie ticket for her, which is kind of concerning if she was mad about that, it's not that hard to buy it yourself Lisa.

I hoped we could've become friends in the next few years, but I moved to a different school.

That's where I met Mason. Yeah great guy, just like the story I told you on the first page of this absurd book i'm writing about my roller coaster life.

But since i'm writing this in biology class, I should probably go back to listening why Michael Jackson had vitiligo, or how Michael Jackson got vitiligo? My guess is that he got it from his parents, maybe it's genetics? Is vitilligo hereditary?

Atleast that's what I overheard from this whole lesson that I did not pay attention to.

Sorry Mr Buckson!

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