I noticed how he likes to eavesdrop on my conversations. Literally, I was sitting in the library, telling my friend Chloe a story. He just so happened to walk by right as I said, "Are you dumb or are you stupid?" Of course he had to reply. "Your stupid Lizliz."
How am I even suppose to reply to that? I just flashed him a shocked face as he walked away.
I guess being called stupid isn't as bad as being called a hippo.
One day we were standing in a circle, while Daphne was talking about this kid that she knows, who can bench press 150 pounds. No one believed her.
"He's a big kid!" She said.
"He's like a hippo!" I replied. We started laughing.
"Your a hippo Lizliz," he said.
"I can assure you I'm not fat," I said back. The bell rang, thank goodness. I'm a hippo? For real, he flirts like a hippo.
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Why I Liked You
Teen FictionHe locked his eyes on mine and wouldn't let them leave. It's actually kind of funny because I never realized how blue his eyes were. Everyone has that crush they can't get over right? Well that was him. Maybe it was because he was my first big crush...
