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A blog on how my days are going! Sometimes my life could be a TV show, people say... |
| So, I'm walking down the hall towards Algebra when I see that one girl that just moved here today. She's kind of pretty, and borderline on cheerleader looks. Well, not much happens until, for some reason unknown to all things in the universe, I talk to her. And why did I even do it? I'm usually the kind of guy who just hangs out in the background while eveything else happens. So, I go to make a move and say, "Hey, what's up?" I asked her. We were about the second to last people to get into the room. "Hi," she said back at me." "Hey, ummm..." What was I going to say? What was I even going to say? This is crazy! So I, being as dumb as I was, just stand there. "Spit it out, Mike, " whispered my firend Casey behind me. I totally owe her a ton for that, cause then I was able to finish my sentence and go back to regular life...well, not that, but close to however normal my life ever got. "Whatever Megan said about me...it's a lie." Megan was this girl's friend, and well...we hated each other for a while so I had to make sure. We ran to our seats and started getting out our notebooks. Later, she told me that her first thought was "Ohh! This is the crazy kid my father told me about." Her father was a teacher and I had him in class. The freaky part is, though, that I'd rather talk to him any day than with her mother, but that's a long ways a way/ Let the love story of Nicole and Houston begin. |
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