"Hey Little Fighter Girl!," Johnny said while laughing and showing off his extremely white teeth.

The night was beautiful. It wasn't like Chicago....there were plenty of twinkling stars covering the night sky like a disco ball.

"Stop calling me that!," I yell in sign. "I don't like being called little. It makes me seem weak, and we both know that I am no where near weak."

Johnny just smirked and fiddled with his cupcake-like hair on top of his head. His glasses were crooked on his face.

"You sort of look like a mad scientist right now," I said, emphasizing the sign for mad.

"Well....thank you! I actually think mad scientists are ummm pretty attractive," he said while grinning; he leaned over the balcony railing with a grin that spread all over his entire body. His eyes were glimmering, his mouth was smiling, and his body was straighter.

He looked as if he owned the place. He was wearing a dark black suit and a fancy ass tie, and I...well I was wearing short shorts and a t-shirt.

"Do you know the main reason I love you, Maddie?," Johnny said while his sparkling brown eyes squinted.

I simply just shrugged my shoulders. I had no idea why he loved me so much. To all of the other people in our high school I was a damn freak.

"You are not afraid be yourself. The first time I met you...I knew that you were someone different. A good kind of different. I love the way that you carry yourself. I love your curly brown hair, your eyes, your slight smile. But....most of all....I love your Trach. I am actually jealous of your...," Johnny said, stopping. He noticed that I was giving him a sassy look.

"Oh shut up and kiss me already!," I signed while my hands were moving so quickly.

He grinned and came closer to me. His breath mixed with mine. My heart felt like it was gonna fucking explode out of my rib-cage. He made me feel like I was gonna freaking die or something. Why did I love him again?

And then he kissed me! His pink lips sucked down on mine and I reminded myself that I love him because he loves me also. He doesn't give a damn about my Trach or my G-tube. He loves me for me!

I pushed him against the railing; I was sure my tender heart exploded already, but I didn't care. I caressed his handsome face and I said, "I love you too. I love the way you love me."

He simply smiled.

His eyes twinkled like the stars in the pitch black night sky.

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Hey guys!

I know....I am a total freaking loser. I'm writing about my crush who I bet doesn't even find me at all attractive, but I DAMN SURE DO FIND HIM ATTRACTIVE!

Goddamn it I need to get a life..

Ok, lovely followers,
Bye!
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