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Kathy:)

I ran after her. When I go to her, she was just stepping off the stairs. I grabbed her shoulders and spun her around.

“Listen mom. I’m sorry, I’m just in a really bad mood.” I apologized.

“Oh its ok honey. I understand.” She said with the fakest smile in the world. I knew exactly what she was thinking; she was thinking what she would do without me. I returned her fake smile than walked up stairs. When I entered my room, I collapsed back on my bed and closed my eyes. I pulled my hands up and tugged on my hair and let out a big scream. Than after I was done with my little scream moment I yelled ‘I’m ok.” So no one would worry.

 I want to do something, I thought I want to run as fast as my legs could push me, I want to fly. I looked at the time it was 5:30 pm and the sun was just about to fall. So I grabbed my jacket, phone and ipod put my torn sneakers one and ran out of my house. As I ran, I closed my eyes, flared my arms out on each side and pretended to fly.

Nick<3

I looked out the window, trying so hard not to cry. She might… she could… she could possibly… I couldn’t even think of the word. I took a big breath in and tugged on my black silky hair. I grunted quietly too, wanting so badly to scream but I didn’t have the guts to face the questions my family would impose on me. The low orange sun was shining in my eyes. I lowered my head a tad and looked at the dirty gray sidewalk.

And there Kathy was, right on time, running with her arms out like she was a five-year old pretending to be a bird or plane. I laughed a little to myself.

Go get her. My mind urged me. I just ignored it though; I mean what would people think? What would SHE think? So I just continued to stare at her, wishing I was by her side, I imagined me swooping her up into my arms and picking her up, so she could fly. I closed my eyes, and an unwanted tear dripped down, but I quickly wiped it away. It was stupid to cry over a girl I never talked to or even touched. Well I touched her hand once, handing her a pencil, and that small little brush against her smooth skin made me smile the whole day. It was just one of many reasons I loved her. I grabbed my face and smooched it together in frustration. I am such a pathetic loser over this girl, over this Kathy Bockman. I rolled my eyes and walked away from my imagination that might not ever be.

((THE CONCERT))

Kathy:)

“WHY MOLLY WHY?!” I complained to my best friend, basically sister, as she pushed me into her small blue car.

“Because, HE’S, gunna be there.” She explained, “And it’s a charity event for you, you kinda HAVE to go.”

“And by he do u mean Nick?” I smiled at his name.

“No I mean, Mr. McHott Pants nick.” We both laughed as she pretend to grab his invisible ass.

“S’not like anything’s going to happen…” I said as I pulled the seat belt over my shoulder and clicked it into place. Than stretching it out so that I could pull my knees up to my chest and wrap the seatbelt around them.

“Oh shut up.” She said and jokingly hit my head. Than she started up her car a totally of three times and began to drive to the concert I desperately did not want to go to. As we drove we talked about numerous things that I didn’t really care about. I just cared about what I looked like; maybe Nick will notice me just this once. I opened the car mirror and checked my make up. Perfect I thought after I smudged some of my eyeliner away and blended my powder a little bit more.

“Getting all pretty for Nicky-poo?” She teased. I giggled a little than stuck my tongue out at her.

“OH its on!” we laughed than had a huge stick-tongue-out war until we got to the school. It was literally PACKED! My cheeks burned and my stomach twisted and turned.

“Ugh…” I moaned.

“It’ll be over before you know it! Now get your fat ass out of my crappy car!” she joked and began pushing me out of the car. I gave into her pushing and stepped out of her car in a red long sleeve shirt, a blue cami, black skinny jeans and a big necklace shaped as a bird. I also had on a white studded belt that I almost always wore and drew a spade, heart, club and diamond on it with black point pen.

“If I was a man…” Molly joked looking me up and down. We both laughed and walked in. But the laughing and having molly there did not stop my extreme case of nerves. Once we walked in ALL eyes were on me, and ALL faces were somber, some even had the nerve to say ‘I’m sorry’. I just put on a fake smile and replied “HEY! IT’S NOT LIKE YOU GAVE ME CANCER!” with the most biggest attitude I could manage. Molly giggled but than pretended to look at me sternly and shake her finger.

Nick<3

Tonight’s the big night.

Tonight is the night I am going to talk to Kathy

Tonight is the night I am going to confess my love for her.