It was around the beginning of freshman year when there was a big rift about a boy, lets call him Will, liking a girl in Humanities class. I had always been good at reading people's body language, so I was pretty see this guy liked her. But still, i wanted to be sure, so one day, I decided to IM Will. I asked him if he liked this girl. She was a pretty and pleasant girl, so I would not have been surprised if he liked her. I have no idea why I had asked him. Maybe I wanted to make a friend then, being from a different district and all, or perhaps I had wanted to help this poor guy out, I really do not remember. The reason does not matter. What matters is that I eventually fall for him. I would have never thought that I would fall... [Read More]
Tags: Hopeless, One-sided, Hurt, Betrayel, Cry, Mistrust, Highschool, Unloved