Great, now fifth grade is over. And the sixth graders aren't the rulers of the school and we get babied by teachers and students. Ah and great, we get hit by puberty. Which I already experienced..in the third or fourth grade. Lucky me. But I'm not going to focus on my body changing, I'm going to focus on my grades. Failing a class is my nightmare, y'know how humiliating and burdensome that is? I'm not quite a fan of my schedule, since I have orchestra for my exploratory classes and not band or art. But my friends convinced me and I gave orchestra a chance since we have a different teacher. And not the one last year, I quit the orchestra because my teacher was that BAD. She was so bad that she made four..five including me quit. My old crush quit orchestra because he found it hard to get in class on time since orchestra starts when TAG ends. But I'm not quite sure about that.. whatever. When I told my friends to tell her that I'm quitting and when they came back they said that she "likes me" and thinks I'm a "good player" as if..she yells at me. I'm trying, I was so focused on band that I forgot half of the notes. But now in the sixth grade..I guess I'm remembering the notes..ah and Ben still does orchestra and now he does band. He plays percussion, or what he likes the most drums. I'm surprised..he looks like a trumpet or trombone person. Perhaps saxophone. Not only do we have orchestra together but we have p.e. Wow, just my luck. I never knew how annoying it was to have cellos and bases in the same class as us. They're so loud and deep it sometimes catches me off guard when they randomly play a note. Ben plays the violin and I play viola, I hate how violins gets too much attention. Like give us some credit..but who cares? It's just a instrument.
I don't want to sound delusional..but Ben looks different, like he looks much better than he looked in the fifth. Oh and it is a normal thing to catch him staring at you? Not a quick glance, like staring. In orchestra we're like pretty far from each other, I'm surprised that he can still see me. Since I think those glasses can barely help his vision and the amount of times he got hit in the face from kickball and dodgeball. I don't why, but whenever I look at him I feel so weird. It's not hatred..or something with annoyance. Oh dear, I might throw up. I can't like Ben! Again! I thought I was over him...I need to find a way to get rid of this crush, like that's so weird. Why do I always go for the nerds?! First it was his friend, and now it's Ben?! I think killing myself is the only way to get rid of the crush. But how? Stabbing myself.. would be a slow death, I want it fast. So, hanging? But I don't even know how to tie a rope on a tree or on a fan since it probably won't be able to take my weight. Hmm, drowning! Perhaps the lake? Nevermind, I can plan killing myself next year. But forget that, I can't be liking Ben..he already rejected me in the fifth grade. That would be so embarrassing to get rejected again, by the same person! I need to get a grip of myself. I need to focus on my grades. Ugh...
SORRY FOR THE SHORT CHAPTER, I JS WANTED TO PUBLISH A CHAPTER AND DECIDED IT MAKE IT QUICK AND SHORT. BUT NEXT CHAPTER IT'LL BE LONG
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RomanceBen is a middle school boy that is trying to survive 6th grade, and especially a girl in specific. Thankfully she's on a different color team than him. Which means, no classes with her and no teasing from her. Though his luck isn't on his side.
