noname_711
I'm Valerie. Or, as I prefer to call myself lately, a **sentient black blob**.
It's 2007, and I'm just trying to survive high school as a senior, or how I like to call it: the 'Thunderdome' (yes... a heather's reference) without spontaneously combusting from the huge amount of GUILT I carry around for things I haven't even done yet.
I thought I could just stay a blob in the background until graduation. I **thought** I could keep staring at the back of Sienna Brooks head from three seats away and never have to actually be a person.
(P.S. author here!! yes this story is for my crush...FEMALE CRUSH.. AHHH)