Dance

Eeeeeeek! I have a date! I have a date to the dance, the eighth grade farewell dance! I am beyond happy, so freakin happy! Okay so he was like my best friend from 5th grade. He was so nice to me while others were so mean. During tag while others were pairing up I had no one, I truly wanted to cry. So he came up to me and asked if I wanted to be his partner. I was a little reluctant but said yes. That is where our friendship blossomed. So I spent most of my time with him. During the end of the year someone created a horrible rumor about me and him. They said I made out with him in the boy’s bathroom. I was so traumatized from that I never spoke to him for a year. Then around the end of seventh grade I finally got the nerve to talk to him. I asked him how things were and all he gave me were one word answers. Every time I would see him in the hallway I would get sad, he never met my eyes, I’m still surprised he said yes. I thought that in middle school he would join band and musical stuff like that; he’s just talented on the piano. In fifth grade he invited me to his piano recital, It was amazing.


Although he’s a super hunk and all, Rachel will always be the coolest cat in town. If only she had asked me instead of him. (said by Rachel, not me) (I really don’t even know why I kept this here)


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