Mark
Why am I so sick today? Wait, I was practicing yesterday when suddenly the rain came, then I played and dried up in the bus and without thinking I could get sick. The most clever thing I could do.
Too bad, I can't go to school. I can't see my friends, and especially, I can't see her. You know I should tell you 'bout her.
She's my classmate and I sit beside her. You know, she's a full package. Smart, Beautiful, Kind, Tall, Talented and etc. She's perfect.
I care for her. I also think she cares for me. I always look at her every time she does some busy stuffs. I guess sometimes, she catches me looking at her. Also her best friend, Althea. Althea goes everywhere Shiela goes. Althea is the one who tells Shiela I'm looking at her. And that "Her" is Shiela. People say that Shiela likes me. On my mouth was spit. On my mind was, 'I hope! I hope! She likes my back!'
Shiela always hangs out with Althea, Angelou, the smartest aside from Shiela; Glenda, her craziest friend (I don't even know she loves hanging out with her); Glen, the best friend that looks like a boy friend. I hate him because he goes near to Shiela and hug her. Bleh! Let's just say, I'm so jealous.
What is Shiela doing right now? I hope she's not with Glen.
"Mark, honey, someone came to visit you." My mom said.
Who could it be? "Who is it, mom?"
"Your classmate." Then mom opened the door with someone at her back. A girl. Wearing our school's uniform. Wait.. It's Shiela."
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