Today, I was talking to my best friend ju ju about the cutie patootie I saw yesterday. He was so supportive of my new crush( aka my soon to be loftly wedded husband). I also saw him when I was talking to Ju ju at lunch today. He was wearing his iconic yellow Crocs and plaid pajama sweatpants. He fit so well in his black hoodie. He is so built, and I found out he's in the same school as me. He does wrestling, which is so hot I just can't get him out of my mind. I got no sleep last night daydreaming of him. I just want him to use his wrestling skills on me so badly. I hope he doesn't get the wrong idea about me and ju ju ju. I mean, we are just best friends, but we're really close. Sometimes, we even have 'more than friends' hugs goodbye, but I don't think it means anything. When I was walking out of my fourth period, I saw him again. My heart did a little twirl, and I got so many butterflies in my stomach. I ended up right beside him as I walked to my bus. He rides my friends bus! Maybe I could even find out where he lives. I wouldn't use his address to do anything bad, but send my rizzler pickup limes in cutsie little love notes and maybe do a little stalking in his windows. But only on special occasions. Maybe I could even scratch 'are you iron? Cause I don't get enough of you' on his car or 'you should be jasmine without the jas' on his 2019 Chevy Silverado. Either way, I'm starting to build up the courage to ask him out..
