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Heyyyyyyyyyyyy

Sup losers

I'm Cologne... The one and only.
I like soccer.

Soccer is the best. You can play soccer, watch other people play soccer, read about soccer, think about soccer, have conversations about soccer, practice soccer, try out for soccer, draw people playing soccer, study soccer, etc. Soccer is life.

Do you know what else I like?

Gant.

He is so hot, but I'm not a cheerleader, blonde, blue-eyed, or a stereotypical girl...

I have no chance.

I mean Gant isn't even homosexual.

Ugh, life is so hard.

Anyway, I walk into the English room, and see Gant for the first time since this morning. He really is beautiful. His facial features remind me of punctured blowfish.

I sit on the couch next to Gant. Just being around him makes me happy, too happy not to share. I have to tell him, and soon.

For the rest of the hour I think of ways to tell Gant. I know about everything we are going over anyway.

°°°

I love you, I practice in the mirror. That's all I could think of. I know it's boring, but so is Gant.

I fix my hair for the last time, and walk out the door for school.

Once I get there, Gant is already at school waiting for me. "Hi" I say casually.

"Hi, um.. Do you think you would be able to hangout at my house tonight?"

"Yeah, that's perfect actually."

I can tell him then, I tell myself and rush to first hour.

°°°

The day blurs by. It's like everyday, but today isn't everyday. Today, everything changes. I'm not sure if it's for the good or bad, yet, but everything is going to change tonight, and that scares me.

°°°

Already, I'm at Gant's home. His sister, Gace opened the door. "You are not attractive." she said.

"Um.. Right where's Gant?"

"In the basement."

"Great, thanks."

I head down to the basement. I see Gant, huddled up it blankets, and watching TV. He looks so peaceful, and I love it. I go to sit down next to him and he turns off the television. "Hey.." He says.

"What's up?"

"Not much, the sub in Science was really annoying."

"I know right..."

We talk for what seems like hours. I finally get a chance to tell him, "Gant, there's something I need to tell you."

"Yeah, what is it?" He asked, and seems interested in what I am saying.

"Well, this is hard to say, but I think I'm in love." I tell him seriously.

"With who?" He seems very interested now.

I look him in the eyes and with all of my soul I say, "You"

He looks at my strangely and continues "I thought you had a crush on May."

"I lied." I admit. It feels like a huge weight is lifted off my shoulders.

"Oh, thank god." he says, and then the most unexpected thing happened, he kissed me.

I was right, everything did change that night, and it was definitely for the better.

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