Loving Life

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I started to like going to school. I would see him there and pass him in the halls. I went in early in case he showed up. I was getting the courage to talk to him as well. I had dreams that we would talk, and I spent a lot of time on the internet looking at advice. One Thursday, he wasn't at school. He wasn't at school and the day sucked. I got yelled at by the teacher for being slow on my work. I didn't know what to do.

About a week after that I was in the early room because I was doing some extra work for a teacher and all of a sudden I see him walk in and the first thing I notice after that is my hairy hairbrush. Gross. I stuffed in my bag as quickly as possible, so I didn't seem weird, you know which my hairy hairbrush and all. Will was also there. Great. Obviously Will would make a big deal out of it. And he did not disappoint.
"Oh my gaaawwwddd its Caleb!!!" Will had whispered to me and started furiously pointing at him.
"Shut up!" I had said a little to loud. Caleb turned around. Oops. He gave me this long look and then turned back around. He had been giving me these long looks for a while now and I had no idea what they meant. About ten minutes later Caleb had said
"What room is this?"
It was the Spanish room. A bit obvious because of all the 'Hola' things hanging around. Nobody answered him. Daisy had told me to talk to him but when I tried I got to nervous.
"It's the uh. Spanish room" I decided to answer
"Oh so does everyone take Spanish and French?" He asked. Huh. I thought he took French, I guess Daisy was wrong when she said he took French.
"Just the seventh and eighth grade" I answered.
"Cool." He said.
Then we went out to Recess. I told Daisy what happened and she was super happy for me. I was too.

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