Chapter 7

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My 8th and 9th grade years were a blur. Jc and I continued to be friends and I began to see the world in a new light.
The summer after I turned 15 I didn't see Jc much. That summer was hard on me but I began to open my eyes to the world. I decided not to let fear rule my life in that I was free. I dressed comfortably and was not a shamed of my past.
After the month I July I began seeing Jc more often. He seemed happier and we had so much fun. That summer changed me. I was free from myself. I also really like Jc. Moments like the night when he took me places just to "hang" are my favorite memories of him. That summer we both grew I finally felt like he was proud of me.
On the last day of summer I looked at Jc and said "Thank you" he seemed surprised. " For what?" Jc asked. At that I begun to explain to him. I didn't realize how much I was beating my self up untill he looked me in the eyes and said "STOP!" "your perfect." I stood there puzzled just as Jc began to lean.

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