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So the eighth grader continues to try and get with me.
He called me beautiful.
Fucking b e a u t i f u l
Then he proceeded to say some shit about how I looked in the sun and how he liked how my eyes looked in the sun or some shit like that.
First of all, your "love" for me is unrequited and I already feel shitty about that but in my eyes, pretending to love someone is worse than not loving them at all. Second of all, we've already gone over the fact that I'm not in any way shape of form beautiful. I'm just a shitty writer who loves people who don't even know I exist and whose confidence is so destroyed that it's honestly broken beyond repair. I can't take compliments at all.
ANYWAY
This whole fiasco doesn't end here.
So I'm walking off the bus with my neighbor when she says to me, "I hate your boyfriend." (He's hated by everyone in his grade and I don't really know why actually.)
What?
W h a t?
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Me: He's not my boyfriend.
Her: (She's in eighth grader too) Well, everyone in my grade thinks that you guys are dating because they always go up to him and say, "How's your sophomore girlfriend?" and he says that you're good.
So now he's acting like we're dating even though he's never even asked me out.
What the fuck dude?
So yeah. I'm pissed off. You don't just do that like what the fuck really?
Anyway, my birthday's two days. So there's that to look forward to because I'm not looking forward to seeing him in the morning. Like I said yesterday, he's a nice kid but I can't get into a relationship with him because it'll be too awkward and I don't like him that way.
Ugh, why when a guy likes me not only do I not like him back, but he has to be two years younger than me and pull shit like this.
Let's also note the fact that he called me senpai this morning.
Like seriously, I'm so done with this situation.
||Sky||
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