How It Came to Be- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -wishyoulovedmeback45
In this story, a ton of drama will take place. there will be a lot of cussing. just saying :)
Have you ever ahd a crush on someone......and it turns out your crush likes you the same way? Well, this is what happened to me: Lisa Parx. It was in eighth grade, and this is how I found out.
"Ok, class. Today we're going to be learning about calculus. Let's start with the basics," Mr. Hemmelton-the math teacher- said in the slowest, most boring way ever. I rolled my eyes, regretting that I lived. (I do this alot; I'm emo.)
Jeremy Winders-my crush- says, "What was that, Mr. Hemmelton? I'm sorry, but I couldn't hear with all the silence in this room." Jeremy was the most coolest person in eighth grade. He dated Tasha Gunn; who happened to be a "popular" chick. (Geez, popularity starts early these days.)
"Mr. Winders, please have a seat. I know you could hear me; I'm not repeating myself." Mr. Hemmelton said, crossing his arms over his pale-blue polo shirt.
"Fine." Jeremy replied sarcastically, flopping down in his assigned seat.
"Now, who knows what calculus is?"
"Boring math crap." Jeremy shouted, cackling like a high hyena.
"Mr. Winders, do you need to be sent to the principal's office? I can arrange that if you do."
"Nope! I'm fine right where I am, thank you!" he replied in the chirpiest voice a guy could use.
"Then please stay silent while I am teaching my lesson. You are very distracting to everyone in here, Mr. Winders.'
Damn. Talk about strict teachers these days. Jeremy was just trying to liven up the class. It's boring as holy hell; why can't we include some giggles?
Lunchtime. Great: the worst time of school, where you get to watch everone have fun while you're sitting alone like, "Hey look at these chippings in the table. I'm gonna edit them so they'll be deeper." that's how I was: using a fork to carve a deeper hole into the tabletop. Suddenly, Jeremy came over to me, with a trayful of crap.
"Hey there, cutie. What's your name?"
WHAT. THE. FUCK. JUST. HAPPENED?!?!?! Jeremy stared at me blankly, waiting a response.
I looked around, puzzledly. "Me? You're talking to me, right?"
"Yupp. What's your name, cutie?"
"Lisa. Don't ya have a girlfriend, dude?"
"Yeah.....I'm gonna dump her sorry ass anyways. She thinks I don't know that she's been cheating on me with Michael Grove." (dayumm....)
"Ooooookaaay, then. Well, what do you want?"
"I saw you looking at me the other day. When I looked back at you, you turned around and you were blushing. Do......do you like me or something?"
Well, shit. If he asked, should I tell him or naw? Yeah..........
"Yes. Now what do you want?"
"I like you too. And I was wondering if you wanted to go out with me?"
Holy. Shitbombs. "Sure........I guess that would be nice."
"Cool. Cya, Lisa."
Dammit. Squirrel-fucking dammittt. I was going out with Jeremy Winders, my crush since sixth-grade (yeah, no judging). I pinched my arm, drawing blood accidently. Well, I know I'm not asleep.
Well: the life of Lisa Parx just got 98% better (don't ask me about the other 2%; I honestly dunno)
Sorry that this was sooo short guys :(
I didnt know what to write about; thought I was done with this story; and it turned out to be freakishly short. Sorry to disappoint you readers
