What is my life???

He has a crush on me???

Ok, so this story is pretty wild to me because who in their right mind would have a crush on a potato like me? Anyway, I guess I should start it...

So this takes place when I was in 8th grade when I was at my cringy-est point in life. At the time, I was kind of friends with this guy named Brock. (yeah his name really is Brock) But I was only kinda friends with him because I had better friends from his friend group.

 My best friend, Brock, and I were in the same science class. So normally me and Sara, my best friend, would talk to each other and do everything together, like best friends do. But occasionally I would hold a short conversation with Brock. Well, when Brock and I would talk I laughed and smiled a lot because that's what I do when I feel awkward. I awkward laugh and smile a lot, because I'm an awkward person.

Well fast forward several months and small, awkward conversations, and one of my friends from Brock's friend group and Brock date. It was cute because I really care for the girl he dated, she deserves happiness. She has been through so much shit. Anyway back to the story, so the 8th graders get to go on a trip to D.C. And there was a parent meeting thing-y we all had to go to before the trip. At the meeting, all of the logistics were told to us and blah blah blah. Well after the meeting my mom's truck was next to Brock's parent's vehicle. So he said something like "hi Bianca!" and something else, and I responded to him. I honestly don't remember what either of us said, but it didn't seem like anything out of the ordinary.  Oh boy was I wrong.

Sometime after the D.C. trip, Brock broke up with his girlfriend. And then when he and his ex. were cool, (which their break up wasn't too bad anyway) his ex-girlfriend and her friend, which are my friends from the friend group, told me that Brock liked me. I was like "Bitch what the fuck?" Jk, I didn't cuss like that when I was in 8th grade, I was too scared. But I was hella confused. Still, to this day I am still confused like bitch do you know who I am?? I'm trash, actual human trash. 

Anyway, so after me freaking out because no way in hell would I date him. He was an ass to my precious cinnamon roll of a friend towards the end of their relationship. So my best solution was to shut him out of my life. I literally just avoided him, and when I had to, kept talking to a minimum. Like I was a cold ass bitch. (still can be to this day)

It was only until this year (sophomore year) that he talks to me and I respond in a nice way... I wanted to make sure that he got the message. That a) I'm not interested. and b) I'm actually a bitch so don't like me. 

Soooo, that's my first story. How was it? If you want something crazier I got chu boo. If you don't well sorry because that's gonna be the next one probably. It's also kind of still in progress... so I'll keep this updated if things change... Also 'what is my life???' is my favorite this to say rn, bc my next story is just wild. It also happens to be about a boy...