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Chapter 11
Stacy's POV
I kept on trying to focus on what Mrs. Nelson was saying. It was something about puppies and chocolate. Two things that should never mix. My mind kept on wandering back to my last part of the present. I'm not a girly-girl, you can ask anyone! But the estrogen has taken its toll on me. Again.
I felt a tap on my shoulder that disrupted my thoughts. Lea Song was holding out a piece of notebook paper that was cut into a heart. I took it from her and opened it.
"Happy Valentine's day, beautiful! You know who it is. Meet me at the Jungle Gym, and wear something nice."
I looked over my shoulder, and there he was. Logan Matthews. I'm not on best terms with him. I don't hate him! I'm just not that excited about his existence. He winked and smiled. What a creep!
And this is when the hat-, I mean, strong dislike started: We were in 3rd grade and it was before my mom dressed me up in girlier clothes. I was a tomboy. I always wore red oversized sweatshirts and junk. Now I dress something somewhat like Dan's cousin, Natalie.
We were on the swings and we were swinging and junk then he told me to stop swinging for a little. Then he said he liked me and leaned in and kissed me, on the cheek. I blushed and blushed and I couldn't forget that kiss that night. But the next morning, I went to the bus stop and said 'Hi' to him and all his friends were all like, "Eww, why is she talking to you?" and all that type of stuff. Logan shook his head and walked up to me and he said, "I don't know why you're saying hi to me. Nobody likes me so you can walk your butt home, little ugly girl" Everyone started laughing at me. I had to admit, it was funny but not to me at the time. I didn't know someone that cute could know so many bad words. Dan knows bad words too, but he only says 'em when he wants. That's what makes him "funny". I ran home and told my mom I didn't feel good. Of course I didn't feel good.
My mom got a modeling job in Attleboro, so we had to move there from Boston. I was still going to the same school, of course. But I didn't live a short walking distance from Dan anymore. And there were more times when he betrayed me, but I'll tell you that later. The bell rang and I walked out of the classroom and into the hall. Dan came up beside me and said, "Meet me today at the Botanical Garden, and wear something nice, Okay?" I shoved him playfully and my eyes widened. And all of a sudden, I couldn't stop talking. "What note? What Jungle Gym? I don't know what you're talking about!" I sputtered. "What note? Yes I said Botanical Garden, as in the park with a lot of flowers. And I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about. Is there something you want to tell me?" he asked. I shook my head no. Obviously he just came out of English class because of the way he was talking.
"After school. Botanical Garden. Got it. Later!" I said and kissed him on the mouth and hurried to P. E before he could ask any more questions. When I left Dan and I was thinking about Dan asking me questions, a song popped into my head. "Asking all these questions, asking all these questions"