December 4

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On the way to lunch I decided to stop at my locker. Will's locker is right next to mine, so if I stopped at mine we might get a chance to talk. Sure enough, there he was, putting his football away. Only problem was he was talking to Sam Bartlett. Rumor has it once he starts talking its hard to get him to stop. I wasn't going to be able to talk to Will. Sam would totally butt in on our conversation. I want to ask Will out bad. And I thought I had it on the dot today. I walked away, my head in shame, wondering if I'd ever get another chance to talk with Will.
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I made my way to the lunch line. I was luckily right behind Joey. Not. Joey was the worst conversation starter ever. Unlike his sisters. Now I wish Chloe or Zoey were in front or behind me. And plus, people cut you in line whenever they feel like it. And you can't stop it. That's the thing about this school. People do things whenever they feel like it.

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