I honestly really don't know who I am writing this too. I guess this nice leather book, with about 500 pages... can somewhat store my story. Oh wow, where do I began? Something I wanted to focus on while writing, is someone who is very important to me. There aren't enough words to describe my love for him. His name is heath. Heath and I have been friends for you over 7 years now. We attended high school together, I always felt something about him. It felt a little like love, but I had to shrug it off. He wouldn't date me... in high school he was that loud popular guy. He wouldn't ever date me I convinced myself. Every time I saw him walk down the halls during passing period, my heart would just stop. After minutes of admiring his beauty the second bell rang. "Crap" I murmured. The second bell indicates that you must be in class and in your seats, if not, you're late. "Oh well" I thought.. "maybe I'll just ditch for today." I have never ditched class so I was a bit nervous. I had calculus that period so I didn't care for it anyways. As I walked the halls, without a hall pass. Which everyone had to have one or they will get sent to mr. Louis. Mr. Louis... or as other kids called him " Jim" that was his first name. I was a quiet and nice kid so I wanted to respect him, so I just called him "sir". He loved me for that. But I still didn't want to experience that strict side of him. So I just folded a green piece of paper and held it in my right hand. So it looks a bit like a pass... but I hoped no one actually asked to see it. I ran to the boys bathroom, my heart was racing because I ran from the other side of my school to the restroom no one uses. I heard a voice as I walked in. I didn't get a full glance because I had to my head down, to avoid any eye contact. As I opened and sat in my stall, I still heard some ruckus by the sink area. It sounded like a bunch of notifications, pretty much blowing up on their phone. I peak through the crack of that door to get a glance of whoever was there. " oh my god" I almost screeched. Heath was filming himself on an app called vine. I didn't know he had a vine. At this time, the app was pretty lowkey. Not many people knew of it. Curiously, I get my phone out of my front pocket and I search on the app, " Heath Hussar" sure enough he came up. He had only one video up. I took a screenshot of his account, I would be a little wierd if I followed him right as I was in the bathroom.
At this time vine just started, I had about 3 videos. Same amount of followers; 23. I kinda wanted to talk to him, he was there for a while so I at least suspected he was ditching. I inhaled dramatically and opened the stall. Right away I heard a " Oh hey man!" I froze and smiled at his reflection in the mirror.
