There was this guy that acted like a kid who's name was Ramon. He was sooooooooo annoying and I disliked him a lot. I never had the chance to really know who he was, until almost at the end of the school year.
The language arts teacher decided to make the sitting arrangements in groups of 4 people. She put jasmine Prado besides me, narciso Martinez in front of jasmine, and then Ramon Castillo in front of me.
My group was very talkative so I would also talk to them. I then started to notice that Ramon would stare at me and would say stuff like" do I look handsome without my glasses? What do you think Vanessa" and so on so forth.
He would walk besides me wen we would get our sack lunches. ** I would always stay in the back of the line and he would also be the last one, so that's how we ended walking to class together. It only happened 3 times. This was when the exams where happening **
I ...... Kinda started to feel some stuff... So I acted more mean than what I already was .
School ended summer started, and I knew what I felt....... Ilikedhim **I miss spelled that on purpose ***
This is the end of 7 grade but the start of 8th
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Memories
Não Ficçãothis is a autobiography . I'm writing about my memories and what is currently happening to me .. i just want to share what I've been wanting to share with the people i care. its hard to say it in word .. ill just write it .
