Chapter 8

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what's wrong with me?!

why do I keep thinking about Sam.

He stalks me

"But he made an effort to have a relationship with you." my conscience reminds me.

But he was rude to me

"But he apologized to you." she tells me.

It seems like its a constant battle against myself.

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The next day a school, I don't bother to start up a conversation so I just listen to all the gossip my friends are talking about.

"...so he said 'dude you wanna go out?' and I'm like 'um no I don't even know you' and he was like 'ok bye' and he walked away. And I'm like ok..." Daisy tells us.

But I still can't stop thinking about Sam, I don't know why I even think about him. maybe because he makes an effort to be with me, or maybe just because he's so interested in me unlike anyone else. I honestly don't know.

I drive home by myself, as in not driving my friends home, and see the familiar truck parked across the street.

I don't know whether or not that's good or bad.

"hey" he says as I step out of my car.

"hey" I start blushing. why?

"um, I was wondering.. if I could take you on a real date? I mean.. if you want to. "

"well I don't really know because last time was.. um... not great"

" look I know I was a jerk last time but, I really want to try and get to.. get to know you." he's blushing now too.

"um I guess so.." I reply. I really want to see if this could work.

"ok" he says a little bit more enthusiastically. " how's tomorrow at 7:00?"

"sounds good" I tell him.

" see you tomorrow then?"

"yep" I start grinning like a mental person, he smiles back.

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