The Discovery... A Randy Cunningham: 9th Grade Ninja Fanfiction

She contemplates stuff

I am terrible at promises, i am so sorry

Theresa's POV

I run off to my next class, AP Lang, the highest one for the freshman. Every other day we have class in the library, so i get to sit there for 2 whole periods (because free period after that) and sit to myself. Most people would hate being in silence for that long, but i actually enjoy it. I have a clear mind and can think through problems while getting my math homework done because ain't nobody got time for that.

And so far it has been a doozy.

I start to think to myself: So i know the identity of the masked hero at our school. Big deal. It's not like I have to tell anyone, but I definitely have the power to do that. I most certainly can say something or drop the ever so subtle hint to Heidi on the news team and get her to broadcast the news to the entire student body. Then he would KNOW it was me and completely hate me!!

But that is totally UNbruce.

Maybe I could tell him. Maybe if I did tell him, it would clear my Conscience up and everything would be good.

But what if he used it AGAINST me? What if by this he picked up on my feelings? WHAT IF HE HATED ME?!? UGH!!!!! I don't think i could handle a rejection so massive!!!!

...wow that escalated quickly.

I could share it with Debbie, her being my best friend and all.

But she is on the newspaper. What if she prints it? What if she actually puts the story into the press and it would be exactly the same as the Heidi Scenario!!

Why do i care so much about a boy that is nothing more than a high school crush?

I hate this feeling. The feeling of emptiness i get when i think of him not liking me. I just care way to much about him.

Before long, the bell rings. I looked down to see my worksheet completely filled with doodles of the horrible thoughts i was thinking of just minutes before and check the clock. IT WAS 7Th PERIOD!!!! How could i have missed this entire class?

I remain seated, put away this folder, and take out my math one. I start to look at the complex geometric problems before me and try to focus. The bell rings again, indicating free period (for me at least) has begun officially. And i hear something...

"Is this seat taken, Theresa Fowler?"

Thats all for now!