"Hey Stacy!" My friend Zach calls, throwing the green-yellow frisbee to my left
I snap to attention and run towards the disc, grabbing it before a sixth grader beat me to it
"Nice!" Bee exclaims, running my way
"No fair! You're like, a foot taller then me!" The kid pouts, rolling his eyes before walking backwards to prepare to catch the frisbee next
I'm not the best at throwing things, but I close my eyes and flick my wrist, letting go of the frisbee
I open my eyes just in time to see it go right over the fence and out of the schoolyard
Everyone groans and walks away, some giving me angry glares as they try to find a new game to play
"Ugh, no! Sorry, Zach..." I bite my lip, jogging towards him
"Stacy! Whatever. I'm gonna go get it. You coming?" He asks, already on his way to the gate
"Are we allowed to?" I ask, looking around to see all the teachers laughing about some joke Mr. Grillo had told, completely unaware of what's happening
"I don't think they mind." Zach laughs, interrupting my thoughts
I shrug and follow him to the open gate leading into the empty playground for the little kids
"It's not fair that we can't use this! It's so much funner looking then our yard..." He huffs, kicking a rock around
"More fun." I mumble
"Huh?" He ask, picking up the Rock and throwing it into a tree to knock down the disc
"You said funner. That's not a word." I laugh
"Oh okay. What are you, my little walking Autocorrect?" He giggles, attempting to climb the small tree
I shake my head and smile, trying to hide the feeling of heat in my cheeks
"What do you mean your little autocorrect?" I tease
He reaches the frisbee and cheers, almost falling backwards
"I don't know," He hesitates "you seem to correct me more then anyone. That's all."
"Not my fault you're failing English!" I joke
He walks towards me and playfully elbows me in the arm
"You're cute when you tease me." He says
"I'm what?"
"You're cute when you--" he yanks on my hair, running away before I can catch him. "When you think I think you're cute!" He yells, running out of the smaller yard
"Ow! Hey! That doesn't even make sense!" I blush, holding my head as I race towards him
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((B= Bee S= Stacy P= Parker))
Group Chat
S: so, that's basically what happened
B: OoOoOoOo I SHIP IT
S: what?!?! Ew!! Grossssssss ;-;
P: you'd only disregard grammer if you liked him. STACY HAS A CRUSH STACY HAS A CRUSH
S: ........... Grammar*.........
B: Don't change the subject!
I blush
S: I don't like Zach.
P: LIES
S: I don't like Zach.
B: Stacy, we won't tell anyone if you do. You know that
P: yeah. Plus, IF YOU HAVE A CRUSH I NEED TO KNOW SO I CAN MAKE #GRACY POSTERS
S: Gracy?
P: either that or #Staser
P: or #Zacy
P: or #Haser
P: or #Ginohosa or #--
B: WE GET IT PARK
S: FINE
P: ?
B: wait...
S: FINE I LIKE HIM A LITTLE...
B: OTPPP JSSNEJDNDJ NSSNSJDB SKDJND EOFiecejatkwlhslhsuldlslshsuDLUDLYSLYSLYltltalyLalyslyalyslyLypakyaoysoyslyslyLgLDKYSLYSLYAKTAKYSSTK
S: oh no...
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-=+=-School-=+=-
I meet up with Parker, Bee, Amy, and Beth in the school yard, running to our corner like always
"Squaish, Amy, guess what!" Parker smiles
"Shut up Park!" I whine, pulling him away from the girls
"Stacy has a crush!" He exclaims
My cheeks go red and Beth and Amy look at me with wide eyes
"Oooo who is it?" Someone asks
I turn around, my hair almost whacking them in the head
"Graser!" I gasp, "you... Scared me!" I bite my lip and push him playfully, trying to play it off like nothing happened
"Stacy!" Amy yells, turning me around
"I'll text you." I say through gritted teeth, trying not to move my lips
"I have a crush too, ya know. How about, if you tell me who you like, I'll tell you who I like." Zach smirks
"What? No way!" I laugh. "You'll run off before you can tell me." I pout
"Oh? Well I can't tell you first. Then you'd run off and I'd be the fool."
"No. You tell me who you like then I'll tell you who I like. You can trust me, you on the other hand, tend to play jokes." I glare at him
He bites his lip and looks behind me, and his eyes light up
"I like you." He says enthusiastically
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............
"You what?"
...
"I like you. Like, like like you."
"I thought you didn't want to tell me." I realize I'm holding my breath and sigh
"Y-You don't like me back?" His voice gets really deep and quiet
I shiver
"What? That's not what I meant!" His eyes fill up with light. "I mean, not that I have a crush on you or anything! I mean, maybe, but like-- I don't--- yes, you're cute and funny and smart and adorable and handsome and--" he kisses my cheek
"Wanna be my girlfriend?" He asks timidly
I nod and we hold hands, watching as our friends watch in astonishment
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-=+=-A month later-=+=-
"Zach and I broke up, again!" I cry as I enter Bee's room
"What? But he gave you a promise ring! You guys were in love! What happened?" Beth cries, hugging me
"I don't know... But I never want to talk to him again!"
And that, my friends, is a middle school crush in a nutshell.
(I'm in middle school irl, relax you all know this story is true XD)
