I got out of my brother’s car and started for the school’s double doors. Man I was tired. It was 6:50 am and I had to go to school one hour and ten minutes before it even started. But for a reason. You see, my brothers in this thing called early bird where instead of talking gym, you take this marathon class to get more credit. I did this every b-day. I was now in the freshman hallway. I turned down and walked past row after row of thin grey lockers, all the same, except for one. This was locker number 32, about 47 down from my own. I stopped in front of it and shoved it into this locker. Oh, let me explain. There are many ways to ask someone out, the simplest being asking her out plain and simple. Then there’s the oh so cliché, “want to go to a movie sometime?,” question. But no, I choose this way because I thought it was the easiest. I continued my walk towards my locker with a newfound happy jump in my steps.
I entered the combo, opened the locker, took out a nice novel, and read. Suddenly I looked towards the clock and an hour had already passed. I got up and put my book away. I was hungry, so I decided to go to the lunchroom to eat. On my way there, I saw a good friend of mine at his locker. I walked over to him and talked for a bit. “How did the game go?,” I asked him. “We lost big time,” he answered back. Our freshman football team wasn’t known for football these days. “Well, at least you tried,” I said as I gave him a little punch.” He replied with a simple, “Yeah.” Then he looked over at something, and out of curiosity, I looked to. That was strike one.
Because there, I seen her walking towards her locker. I quickly looked away. Out of cowardliness I told my friend I would see him later and walked to the lunchroom for food. That bought me ten minutes, and it was there I seen my other friend, Jake, walk by. I said “where you going?” “Meeting in the coach’s room,” he said and walked away. I needed someone to walk by as this unfolded, so strike two. Okay, I thought, it wont be that bad. But I couldn’t walk over to the freshman hallway, so I went to the bathroom. And after that I decided to get courage and go over to the hallway.
I crept over to the hallway. And there, I seen and heard what I didn’t want to. She was holding it in her hands showing it to her friends laughing. Strike three, I’m out(and heartbroken as well).
PART 2
God i was heart broken. The girl i loved was laughing at the poem that i had so desperatly expressed my feelings for her. I waited for the bell to ring until i walked back down the hallway. I was almost crying i was so sad. I spent the entire first period deep in depression. This lasted the etire hour and 20 minutes. Next was science, and guess who was in it. The girl and 3 of her best friends. I didnt even think about that and now i was even more scared and depressed.
So i walked to science and sat in my desk. No more than 2 minutes later did she walk in, showing the poem to her friends. I slumped into my desk, but quickly pulledout a book, realizing that she may find out it was me if i did so. Then this kid named martin walked in and saw her showing it to everyone. And by this time, her friend was reading it out loud.
Out of instinct, he sked for it,but thank god she said no. And to make it worse, she said she was scared to find out who it was. This also wenton for the entire period. This process went on through the entire day, even at lunch. I was beginning to regret this. And i didnt look at her for the rest of the day.
Finally i go home and go onto facebook. I looked and seen that i had a new message. My heart sank. It was from her and the first 2 lines were, “Hey! Just wanted to let you know i know it was you”
Shock. Thats all that went through my body. I was so pissed and scared. The worst part was that is was a thursday and i still had to see her tomrrow. And to ae it short, nothing really changed in our friendship, and im just beginnng to talk to her again. She stated that she liked i, but she just wants to be friends. This all on 25th.
(this was something that happened to me about 2 weeks ago-author)
(i also did change some things to "protect" ppls names)


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