I got my hair dyed. It looks good, better than that ugly blonde. I decided that my way to let Mark go will be to pray for him every night. That means I will think of him every day.
I get ready to go to school and I get a ton of compliments on my hair and nobody puushes me around or bullies me. Some random girl decides to hit on me.
"Nice hair, sexy", she flirts.
"Thanks, you're pretty good looking yourself", I flirt back. Man, I think. I have to practice flirting before I hit on pretty girls!
All my life, I've been having crushes on both genders.
In class, a ton of girls send me smiles or look twice at me.
The day comes to a hault and I get a drive home from my good friend Luke.
After supper, I go to sleep.
I dream of happiness with Mark. This has been the best night ever since Mark died. I do wish he were still here with me!
Thanks for reading :) Let me know in the comments if you liked it? I have to go get a flu shot :(
Bye guys :)
