It's been about 4 weeks since the first day of school. This week on Thursday is pajama day. I've decided to wear my Denver Broncos pjs even thought that might not me the smartest thing ever. But I will show my pride. Next week is home coming week. I'm so excited!
For the past couple of weeks I've notice that I can't stop starring at him. He always catches me doing it. We always make eye contact. Then it's just awkward. What does this mean? It's a weird feeling.
Today is Monday. It's after school. Couldn't help but to keep thinking about him. I didn't tell anyone. But I think all of my friends new some how. They kept asking me questions if I have crush and I said no of course not. I kept imagining his white pale face, soft light hazel eyes, perfect straight white teeth that makes his smile glow, black shinny hair, perfect tall skinny body and in his basketball shorts and a sweatshirt with Nike socks and shoes. You can't forget the black Oakley goggle classes.
It was pretty obvious that he was an athlete. Then there's me. Barely even close. I'm a potato. For real. I can't do anything. I have no life. No body likes me. Except a few friends. Everyone says I'm the prettiest , sweetest, good advice person in the whole school. Some even say that I'm popular and athletic. That's a lie. Yes I'm nice to everyone and I give advice to everyone and I wear little makeup but that doesn't me I'm popular and that I have an amazing life. Same thing with if I run really fast or get done with first who are done in the mile. No one understands.
Tuesday past. Same thing happened like it did on Monday. Today is Wednesday. That means tomorrow is pajama day. After I get done doing. Chores I need to go get ready for tomorrow. As I get ready I cast " Today's Country hits" to my tv. I'm dancing around having the time of my life why I'm picking out my pjs , cleaning my room, packing my backpack and lunch.
It's Thursday. I get out of the car and start walking where my group of friends meet up with everyone. Well someone of my friends did give me crap. But I didn't really care. People were shaking there heads as I walked by or giving me high fives. Either way I really didn't care. I just had one thing on my. It was just another day getting to know Cole better and to trying to get him back. It was just another usual day with me. So I go home and I think some more. Waiting for next of home coming...
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RandomMiley. Who is she? She lost a really good friend years and is trying to get him back. She tries to get the old memories back to him. He changed a lot over the years But can she? Does she fall in love? She's having so terrible times with her friends...
