Chapter 18

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Now I'm POSITIVE that I'm never getting my happily ever after.

After what happened today, I just want to go home, curl up into a ball, and cry myself to sleep.

I'll explain.

I know, all I've been saying is how to get revenge on that Joao Rodrigues for basically embarrassing me infront of all the boys in the school.

Hey! It's not MY FAULT I was trying to be nice and he didn't LIKE IT!

Sometimes I say I hate him, other times, I'm in deep love.

I'll be honest.

I AM in love.

But I don't know if he likes me.

A few days ago, I thought that revenge was not the answer.

I don't even KNOW what I should DO to him.

But now, I'm COMPLETELY beat up on what I should do.

I feel sick in my stomach.

I couldn't stop thinking about this all day.

Me and my dumb crush.

Joao FREAKING Rodrigues.

I can't do this for 180 days.

I feel like BARFING.

I feel like CRYING.

I feel like DYING.

I basically LIED and TRICKED my best friend.

Because of him.

I told Lily. I told her I would be there for lunch. She had to tell me something. Something IMPORTANT. It's bad enough that I think she'll leave me like my other friends.

And I actually freaking DITCHED HER.

BECAUSE. OF. HIM.

I left because I couldn't breathe the same air as him anymore.

At working lunch, we were told to be in the library in FIVE MINUTES.

I practically gulped down my food and drink, and hurried off with 20 other 7D residents to the library.

When I arrived, the vice principal, Mr. Ciccorone was not happy. Like, AT ALL.

He yelled at us for having bad behavior. I had to stop myself breaking down right there and then!

In the end, he apologized for the half of kids that were treating the school with respect, and yelled at the other half.

OF COURSE, I was in the good side! What did you think?

I know I'm bad and stubborn, but I'm not THAT bad and stubborn!

I was FURIOUS. Not just at him, but at my LIFE.

I hate 7th grade, I hate how my parents are acting in seventh grade, and I so hate that clueless boy that I thought LIKED ME.

I feel like puking.

I can't deal with this drama anymore. I just want to go home.

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