Close to the end of First Semester I met this boy. His name is Chris. At the time I knew who he was, seen him throughout the halls, passed each other quite often. Convenient. When I met him, he was dating my enemy Joanna. Me and her never got along when I moved to Chicago. We met in 7th grade, and were on the same cheer team. I never had anything against her, but she always had that typical "highschool grudge" on me. She is pretty well known around the school, nobody messes with her because she is so popular. But like me, I don't care about popularity. I am not going to let someone walk over me. Anyway, back to Chris. Me and him became friends, but at forst we weren't that close. Of course Joanna didn't like the fact that we were bestfriends. She got so mad and upset. She kept telling him to stay away from me. He didn't listen. Instead we had gotten more closer, and next week comes by and they break up. I told him I supported him on what ever decision he made. I didn't even like her, but I am kind.
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The Boy I thought I knew
Короткий рассказ(Non-Fiction) This short story is about a boy I used to like. We were the best of friends, until things took a turn...
