So, there was this guy. His name was Jarrett. I liked him all through last year, but this summer, my neighbor decided it would be funny to start calling him saying it was me. Then, I thought he would be really mad at him, and after a few tears, I got over him.
And this year, I met a new guy, who is pretty hot, but I have no idea if he's into me because he's SO SHY! I started to like him. Then, yesterday (Friday) there was a high school football game, and of course, Jarrett just had to be there.
So, a little bit later into the game, a kid in a grade younger than me comes up to me and announces "My friend Brody thinks your really hot." I was confused. I had no idea who this Brody was, and I hadn't noticed anyone from where the boy was sitting staring up at me. "Well, he wants to ask you out."
"Well, I don't know who he is-"
"I can show you to him."
"Uh... no thanks."
And until half-time, those annoying little 5th graders were telling all my friends to tell me that Brody thought I was hot.
Then, my neighbor that called Jarrett all throughout the summer was walking to the concession stand, and when she got in line, oh joy, Jarrett was standing right in front of her, talking to a friend of his.
"Grace was staring at me the whole game!"
And I'm sure his friend did this just because my neighbor tells me everything, and she'd definitely tell me this, he says "Grace that was in our class last year, the one you like?"
So I really don't know if he really said that, or if Jill (my neighbor, is just sucking up to try to get me to renew our never existing friendship.
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