The next big crush I had was in fifth grade and in the third quarter of the year. His name was Garrett and he was in my class that year. Fifth grade was probably my luckiest and best year. I had my favorite teacher that year as well. Anyways, I liked him a lot, but we weren't that close, so i couldn't really ever talk to him. I knew that he played flag football at every reccess along with Ryan, his cousin, and some other people though and I knew a lot about football since my dad is in love with the National Football League, also known as NFL. So I started to play flag football at reccess too. It was lots of fun. Plus, i got to hang out with him and i was always on his team. As the year went on, he got different and bossier in the flag football games and I didn't end up liking him anymore. I'm still not sure why. I just stopped. Thats why I call that year my luckiest; because there was not a heart-break in the end.
Writer's Comment- By the way, sorry this one is so short, but chapter 3 is REALLY long so it will hopefully make up for it. Thanks for reading my story too :)
