So today in gym, all of the girls were sitting on the bleachers watching the guys play kickball. (The girls didn't play because it's the only sport we hate)
But anyway, every time after this guy,(let's call him Jose) Jose, would kick the ball, he would look at me.
Kick the ball, look at me.
Roll the ball, look at me.
Run the bases, look at me.
But we kept making awkward eye contact.
And it made me feel really uncomfortable because I have never talked to this guy because he's in the grade above me.
He's not even in my gym class! He gets a pass from study hall with a bunch of other idiots.
But, anyway, he rolled the ball and looked at me, so I mouthed "what?" to him.
And you know what he did?! He just smiled.
And to make it more awkward, I fell off the bleachers.
What is my life?
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