There was just something about her. She wasn't like all the other girls.
She was....different, but in a way that made her all that more interesting.
I had never stopped liking her; I just lied to myself, molding myself to
fit in to what everyone else wanted. But I was done with that. High school
was over and it was time fore a whole new me. I was done being shallow,
lying to myself and to everyone else, and I was going to date Aldys.
She was wary at first, and I can't say I blame her. She had suffered my wrath since we were in Junior High, and it seemed weird even to me that I was suddenly showing her this much affection. But I just wanted to let her know how I felt, and how I know she felt. I had regretted the prom prank I had been apart of so much that, as much as it didn't seem, I was so glad when Josie had stepped up and stop it.
Josie.......she was gone. I missed her. She was so cool, even if she was, like, ancient. She was smart and cool and funny and nice, and totally undeserving of what she had to go through. That's why I had to call Sam. I mean, Mr. Coulson. He couldn't just leave and not expect to hear from anybody about it. You could tell when he gave the class his new number that he didn't expect anybody to call it, but I had. I just couldn't let Josie go and suffer all that humiliation. I had begged her to stay in South Glen, be a journalism teacher after the job position was offered, but she insisted that if she didn't report she would shrivel up and die. And when she went to Paris, Aldys and I went to see her off. It was kind of our unofficial first date, seeing off this girl who we both loved. And we were finally ripping off all the masks.
She was wary at first, and I can't say I blame her. She had suffered my wrath since we were in Junior High, and it seemed weird even to me that I was suddenly showing her this much affection. But I just wanted to let her know how I felt, and how I know she felt. I had regretted the prom prank I had been apart of so much that, as much as it didn't seem, I was so glad when Josie had stepped up and stop it.
Josie.......she was gone. I missed her. She was so cool, even if she was, like, ancient. She was smart and cool and funny and nice, and totally undeserving of what she had to go through. That's why I had to call Sam. I mean, Mr. Coulson. He couldn't just leave and not expect to hear from anybody about it. You could tell when he gave the class his new number that he didn't expect anybody to call it, but I had. I just couldn't let Josie go and suffer all that humiliation. I had begged her to stay in South Glen, be a journalism teacher after the job position was offered, but she insisted that if she didn't report she would shrivel up and die. And when she went to Paris, Aldys and I went to see her off. It was kind of our unofficial first date, seeing off this girl who we both loved. And we were finally ripping off all the masks.