Let Me Love You ♡ Jastin ♡ {Hiatus}

∞Lies, Lies and More Lies∞

"This life's not easy, I'm not made out of steel Don't forget that I'm human, don't forget that I'm real act like you know me, but you never will But there's one thing that I know for sure I'll show you"

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Monday rolled around and I was veritably excited for it. I've been like this for a while now. I'm all giddy and I can't help but smile randomly. What the hell was going on with me.

I've never felt like this before.

This feeling is so odd to me. I didn't feel like myself, but I didn't mind the pristine emotion running through the courses of my veins. I completely adored the feeling. It was like a drug and I was addicted to it. I desired more.

What was I going to expect as I strolled up to the front entrance of the school. Would I expect him just ask me to be his boyfriend that he loved me.

Maybe not. After all I don't think it was nothing serious. We had our moments but I don't think that he's ready for that. Am I?

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Today I chose to to walk to school. It's not very far from where I live and I wanted to be a bit more independent. I can't have my mom taking me everywhere I go. That's silly not that I don't enjoy it because I'm lazy as shit.

On my way to school I plugged in my headphones and completely zoned out. It really helped calm me down before I entered hell. I'm kidding! I just tend to over exaggerate. Sam tells me that I'm over dramatic I say it just builds character. She obviously doesn't know what she's talking about.

Now that we're taking about school. I just realized that I've got so little time left. We already started applying for high schools and it stressing. I mean it's intimidating like what if you pick the wrong one. What if I end up going to one I don't have any friends in. I have one by my house but I'd rather die than go there. No way.

Why you may ask? Let's say I know a couple people who go there and I would not like to see their faces everyday. They're annoying, rude, and all they like to do is talk shit about people. That's just not me.

There's only a couple months left until we graduate 8th grade and I'm a bit nervous. I don't wanna say goodbye to the people I've known since we were practically babies. It's so sad. Not that many talk to me anymore. It still hurts.

We already took our school pictures with our formal attire and separate ones with our cap and gown.

This year has been interesting I'm not going to lie it hasn't been all that great for only graduating middle school but I mean things happen for a reason right?

But hey my birthday is coming up and that's something excited to look forward to isn't it?

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I was less than five minutes away from school and I was still kind of tired. I didn't exactly get enough sleep last night.

I yawned thinking of my warm bed. Dammit Jason. If it wasn't for you my ass would be home. Fuck school.

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I walked through those dreadful double doors and walked straight to my locker.

Surprisingly I saw Brittany standing there as if almost waiting for me to show up.

"Hey Brittany what are you doing here?" I asked her a bit confused as to why she was here.

"I've gotta tell you something since I know you're having troubles with well you know." I let out a long sigh. Why does everyone have to shove their noses where they don't belong. This isn't about them so why should they care.