My 7th Grade Job

You know how teachers always say school is a career? Like they say, "Welcome to your 7th Grade Career." We students know that's bullshit. A career is something you do but love, and a job is something you do, but hate. So, I'm choosing to call this year, "My 7th Grade Job."

Seventh grade hasn't been going so well. My teacher and my body hates, I'm scared to go to recess in fear of getting my ass kicked by the soccer kids, and on top of all that, there's this really, really cute/hot/holy-shit-it's-the-girl-of-my-dreams, 8th grader named Kaitlin that I'm falling for faster than my balls dropped (I tend to make jokes like those.)

Should I face my fears? Should I be brave? No that's stupid. I'd rather sit inside during recess and talk with my friends, and stare at Kaitlin in a totally not creepy way. Well, it's less of staring and more of a thoughtful gaze (for like 10 minutes.)

What's going to happen at the end? I don't know, but I'd love if you would take the journey with me.

P.S. Is it weird to like an 8th grader? No, right? I'm not thatttt much younger than her. And grade is just number. I can get her. If I sit back and pray, it'll just happen, probably. Worst case scenario, I drown my sadness in a good book.