I've figured out from being a girl for 12 years that rumors spread like wildfire. Someone says something like, "Oh you like Dave!", and suddenly the whole school thinks your dating a boy named Dave, when really you don't know who Dave is. Anyways, my life started to turn into a mess 4 years ago in 4th grade. My two best friends and I were playing truth or dare on the ski club bus. After playing for awhile one of them said, "Let's tell each other who we like!" I knew who I liked, in fact I've liked him since 3rd grade, but I sure didn't want to tell them. I told myself I wouldn't do it, but my mouth didn't cooperate. "I'll go first," Is what came out. I couldn't help it, I was dying to find out who my two besties liked for so long back then. I took a deep breath then said his name, "Eric!" I regret telling them that to this day. Sure, I found out who they liked, but it did nothing for me. When I told them about him, I swear I got cursed. Ever since that day I keep doing things to absolutely humiliate myself in front of him. It got even worse in middle school. My friends never let it go that I liked him. I've tried everything to get them to stop. I've told them I like other guys, and how much I hate Eric, but it never works. Maybe it's because it's all lies. No matter how hard I try to tell my brain I hate Eric, and like somebody else, my heart blocks the message. As much as I hate to say it, and as much as I wish it wasn't true, I like Eric Radmen.
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Separated by Rumours
RomanceA girl, struggling to find out who she has feelings for is faced with rumours about who she should be with, when she doesn't even know herself.
