Ivy's pov
It's fourth grade I'm on the bus right now crying while my friend Lizzie is trying to comfort me. I feel like everyone is making fun of me. Someone started a rumor that I like Dean Fields. I was getting off the bus when one of Dean's friends said "it's okay Ivy Dean likes you." When I got home I did my homework but couldn't stop thinking about what he said. Dean can't like me. It's just not possible. But what if it was true? What if Dean did like me? It doesn't matter all of this will be over by tommarow I thought. Well I was wrong it was getting worse. It was spreading like wild fire. I was getting made fun of for about the whole week. I tried to ignore them but it didn't work. Finally the weekend came. It was fun like a normal weekend. Saturday we went shopping and Sunday we had church. I was so dreading Monday. It was the day I get to be made fun of again. I was wrong no one made fun of me anymore. I had a normal life again. Until about a month later. My friend and I were walking back from music and the subject of Dean came up. Sadly Dean and one of his friends were behind us. Us not knowing this were just talking and drama happened again thankfully the end of the year was nearing and that ment no more drama.
