What was this? Who was this? What the heck is going on here? All of these questions ran through my mind on my way home from the library. I was getting angry. And frustrated. And very, very, confused. One minute, Kaden McMadden was a sweet Irish boy, saving me from an idiot, the next he was calling me babe, then he's sweet again. This guy is relationship bipolar. And it is getting annoying.
When I get home, I go straight to the piano in my room. It's nothing special, but it's music. And my music is my life. That and swimming.
After I play a few songs, I grab my swim bag and head over to the YMCA. Swimming always helps clear my thoughts. My muffled, confused thoughts.
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Stuck In a Book
RomansaHow could I not notice an entirely handsome boy for four months. Even when he was in my classes. I could've just had my nose stuck in a book but you never know. Wonder what he's like?????? Eh...
