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Maybe it's the way I feel or maybe it's just the way I think, but to me he seems like everything. I guess we just fit in and live life, but sometimes it feels different. Sometimes it's different, he's different, I'm different. No explanation, no words at all, you can tell it's all him. Before I should explain anymore my name is Sarah, I play soccer and I'm very athletic. I guess you could say I know people. I don't want to say I'm popular, but I know what I'm talking about. At school everyday I think, and think what would happen tomorrow, what's going to happen today. Is he going to tell me he likes me? I mean I'm pretty sure he does, or I hope he does. We talk a little bit everyday, after P.E and he knows I like him, but he hasn't told me anything. Today I woke put on my favorite dress and thought today's the day. Walked into first period looked friend Kathy and she looked at me and nodded. I guess I smiled the whole period and my teacher asked me why. I got really red when she asked me that, I told her "I get my phone back today, and I'm excited"! She bought it the bell rang then it was second period. The ice was about to break I walked in alone, he was sitting there looking at me. Me as well looking at him.He told me "I need to talk to you at lunch"! I said back "ok". I tried to stay calm and not scream but obviously he was going to ask me out. It's lunch time I sat at my table waiting I didn't eat, I couldn't. He taps on my shoulder and said "can we talk"? We walk over somewhere private and tells me "hey, ummm can you tell your friends to stop telling me to ask you out". I said in return "sure no problem". He walked and that was it, I started laughing because I didn't know what else to do. I mean what could I do, start. crying I mean I'm in middle school. This had to be a dream!

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