Chapter 9: ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ "Well, you should, because you won't be accepted for as long as you live." I felt really annoyed now. He was really bugging me to my extent. "Come on, I already told you my feelings and in front of the principal-" "I don't give shit about your feelings. Who do you think you are telling everyone that you like me and I like you when I haven't even talked to you for 2 minutes??!!" " Stop trying to tell me to shut up- "I'm not trying to tell you to shut up, I'm only trying to get an idea through your cracked up head!!!" "What idea?" "Oh My Goodness! I've trying to tell you for the past, oh I don't know, millennium? I told you already and I'll tell you once again. I don't like you and you don't like me. I hope you can stop spreading rumours and stop bugging and let us both live a happy life for the rest of the time." Uh oh! Dane looks hurt. Really hurt. Damn. "Look, Dane, I know you're a nice person, but you haven't known me for 2 minutes, how can you tell that you're going to like me? Can you tell me what I like most? Do you know what my background is? Do you know what I like to eat? No. You don't. And you never will. I'm sure there are tons of girls who are happy to have a relationship with you. As for me, you can forget about me, because I'm not dating material and I never will be and I never fell in love and I never will. Please, just leave me alone." That, I knew, was final. Life can be so hard. I had to waste another 10 minutes trying to explain to this guy that I don't like him, when for other people, it just takes them 4 words. "I may not know what you're like or what you like, but I know my feelings very well. I'm going to try and convince you, no matter what." Sweet Jesus, Mary and Joseph. This is not happening. I wasted those 10 minutes for nothing.
The rest of the day was okay (unless you count the morning incident) and I was in a fairly good mood until I showed at my locker. I opened it and out come millions of rose petals. I thought I was going to choke from the smell. And you know what? There was just one single letter. Why couldn't that person just left the letter instead of the rose petals, huh? I opened the letter:

Dear Bulma: (OH GOD!)

I'm really sorry if I caused you any uncomfort, but you got to know that I do like and like you very, very much. (THIS IS NOT HAPPENING!) I hope you will understand my feelings. You may reject them now, (like hell I am) but soon you will learn that I truly love you from the bottom of my heart.

Love,
Dane. JJsweetie: That was that. I hope you like my story. I just made it up. Please review. ._+*Jen Jen*+_.