Thanx for everyone's reviews, they're great. Sorry it's taken so long to
update my story, I've been really busy with school lately.
Thursday, Girls bathroom
The worst has happened. Ten minuets ago, while I went to my locker to put away my books for lunch, I found a rose. Not just any rose, a yellow rose; that according to Tina means TRUE LOVE. Of course only someone with serious visual problems could have left that since how could anyone love me. The worst thing is that there was absolutely no note, NOTHIN! To make matters even worse, this new, extremely popular kid, has been hanging around my locker all this week. He probably thinks its Lana's, since she spends so much time there, making out with Josh. What is he gonna say when he finds out I've been keeping his flower?? Tina says I'm overreacting, that as far as I know, it could be my secret snowflake, who could possibly be Michael (I told her about the whole Michael thing yesterday.) All I have to say about that is, YEAH RIGHT! Keep dreaming Tina. Its lunch and if I don't get out of here now, she'll leave.
Thursday Home
Another Rose. This time I found it at the end of the day, just my luck. I bought Tina this subscription to a romance novel library for our whole secret snowflake thing. I'm giving it to her tomorrow, although I highly think she already knows its me since she asked me like a zillion times who my secret snowflake was. Grandemere says she feels better so we'll have princess lessons tomorrow and will go get a dress for the dance saturday. She says we should go shopping since nothing I own is appropriate to wear in front of "my people."
Later
I went online to do some research on Argentina for Social Studies and Michael talked to me.
This is what he said:
Cracking: Hey Thermopolis
FatLouie: Hi, whats up?
Cracking: Not much, are you gonna go to the winter carnival?
Why did he wanna know??????
FatLouie: Probably, although those things usually stink. Why?
Cracking: The Computer Club is having its own booth and we have this really cool program, you should check it out.
HE WANTED ME TO CHECK IT OUT!
FatLouie: Really? Then I guess I'll have to drop by.
Cracking: And plus, you can always go to the cheerleading section and make fun of Lana.
FatLouie: Yeah, like I'll ever have the nerve.
Cracking: You did put an ice cream cone in her chest….Anyway, when are your midterms?
FatLouie: Tomorrow.Why?
Cracking: No, 'cause I thought I could help you study since I'm done with this month's edition of crackhead. Guess I'm too late
FatLouie: That would have been great Michael, thanx anyways. I gtg, see ya tomorrow
And then I signed off, I didn't want to look so obvious. He probably already knows how much I love him and is just trying to be nice.
Thursday, Girls bathroom
The worst has happened. Ten minuets ago, while I went to my locker to put away my books for lunch, I found a rose. Not just any rose, a yellow rose; that according to Tina means TRUE LOVE. Of course only someone with serious visual problems could have left that since how could anyone love me. The worst thing is that there was absolutely no note, NOTHIN! To make matters even worse, this new, extremely popular kid, has been hanging around my locker all this week. He probably thinks its Lana's, since she spends so much time there, making out with Josh. What is he gonna say when he finds out I've been keeping his flower?? Tina says I'm overreacting, that as far as I know, it could be my secret snowflake, who could possibly be Michael (I told her about the whole Michael thing yesterday.) All I have to say about that is, YEAH RIGHT! Keep dreaming Tina. Its lunch and if I don't get out of here now, she'll leave.
Thursday Home
Another Rose. This time I found it at the end of the day, just my luck. I bought Tina this subscription to a romance novel library for our whole secret snowflake thing. I'm giving it to her tomorrow, although I highly think she already knows its me since she asked me like a zillion times who my secret snowflake was. Grandemere says she feels better so we'll have princess lessons tomorrow and will go get a dress for the dance saturday. She says we should go shopping since nothing I own is appropriate to wear in front of "my people."
Later
I went online to do some research on Argentina for Social Studies and Michael talked to me.
This is what he said:
Cracking: Hey Thermopolis
FatLouie: Hi, whats up?
Cracking: Not much, are you gonna go to the winter carnival?
Why did he wanna know??????
FatLouie: Probably, although those things usually stink. Why?
Cracking: The Computer Club is having its own booth and we have this really cool program, you should check it out.
HE WANTED ME TO CHECK IT OUT!
FatLouie: Really? Then I guess I'll have to drop by.
Cracking: And plus, you can always go to the cheerleading section and make fun of Lana.
FatLouie: Yeah, like I'll ever have the nerve.
Cracking: You did put an ice cream cone in her chest….Anyway, when are your midterms?
FatLouie: Tomorrow.Why?
Cracking: No, 'cause I thought I could help you study since I'm done with this month's edition of crackhead. Guess I'm too late
FatLouie: That would have been great Michael, thanx anyways. I gtg, see ya tomorrow
And then I signed off, I didn't want to look so obvious. He probably already knows how much I love him and is just trying to be nice.
