Reason 20:
I have lonely hands.
I have the worst luck in making friends.
I so far have a total of one good friend. She goes to a different school, we don't see each other much, it really sucks, we make it work.
I was a third wheel since second grade, and I was the third wheel in a group twice.
I made friends in high school, but there was a part of me that felt empty. It was the fact that they had many other friends, groups I didn't fit in with. And it's no fun being an outlier, knowing that your friends would chose someone else over you in a heartbeat.
I guess I was trying to make a friend, someone who'd stick.
And of course, with you, it was no different.
YOU ARE READING
The 32 Reasons I Liked You
Short Story(completed) Book 1 of the "You" Series: I once saw something in you. That was a mistake. p.s. Don't react. Just read it, just know.
