I was still really spooked from last nights dream. Asher was kicking me and pushed me into lockers. he gave me a concussion. I don't know why I would have a dream like this. I actually really like Asher. he's sweet. he's kind. he's honestly super attractive and his eyes are gorgeous and oh my gosh when he plays guitar and sings my heart melts. it's 2 weeks before my birthday. I'll be 15 like him. I quickly get ready and wear jeans some white slip on vans a maroon shirt and a cardigan. I put in some earrings and wear a few bracelets. I went downstairs and got a pop tart. I wanted to talk to my mom. "hey mom?" she turned. "yea sweetie?" I shrugged. "I need to tell you something." her eyes turn to concern. "what's up?" I looked down. "I like Asher. he's my first real crush. I've never felt this way about a boy ever. ever." she just smiled. "I knew you'd fall for him. he's a guitar singing boy with beautiful eyes and a sweet soul. he's honestly perfect for you." I laughed. "really?" she smiled. "yea he's crazy if he doesn't like you back." I laughed again. "ok well anyway just wanted to tell you. is milo here?" she turned back around to cook. "yea should be in his room"
"Kay thanks."
I walked up to milos room. he was smirking. "oh frick " I mumbled. "um milo? how much of that conversation did you hear??" he smiled. "all of it!" I groaned. "ugh dammit!! don't tell Asher pleaseeeee!!!" he laughed. "oh I won't" I don't believe him. "I don't believe you. anyway. I have my banquet for gymnastics in a month. wanna take me dress shopping after school?" he shrugged. "yea sure. ok can Asher come?" I rolled my eyes. "if he wants to be can I guess" he smirked again. "perfect!" I gave him a look "um why?" he laughed. "so you can get a future boyfriends opinion on the dress!" I rolled my eyes. "BRUH" he just laughed and I went to school.
(hey! sorry for the sucky chapter I kinda don't have time for this story rn)
