Yesterday was the Behavior Party. (A party at my school that only the good kids that didn't go to detention or didn't fail classes could go to) We went down to the baseball field and played kickball. When we were done, we went back to the school. On the way back I was walking with Max, Elaine and Max's friend, Brady. Brady kept saying to Max,"Hold her hand." Over and over again. He was whispering but it was loud enough for me to hear. I responded with,"You know I can hear you right?" Then Max put his hand out and he looked at me. I looked at him and then put my hand on top of his. When we held hands, Brady said,"Yay! Mr. A! Look, PDA!" Elaine started laughing. So yeah. That happened.
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De TodoThis is a journal from a girl who wrote in her journal through sixth to eighth grade. And counting...
