-grin-

7:47 p.m. & 2004-05-12

So much to write about! Where do I start? I guess I should start at well, what you could call the begining.

We had an assembly, and I ended up sitting by... him. No big deal. Moving on.

At lunch, he came to sit with us. Lauren and I started talking to him, and I asked him what Molly had been bugging him about. He wouldn't tell me. I asked him if he liked Molly, because I had been hearing things about her liking him. He answered, of course, with a no. Lauren then decided that it would be interesting to see his reaction to another question. "Do you like Katy?" I could have killed her. I swear I could have strangled her. But, I didn't. I just put my head in my hands, and tried not to listen for the inevitable "No." But, when no answer came, I started to life my head. Lauren swiftly changed subjects, obviously assuming that his silence meant.. something good. So, we went on talking about other things. -giggles- We changed to the ever popular subject of "the hickey." We were asking him if his parents had seen it, and what he could do if they did. Lauren pretended to be him, saying... "Oh, mom... I think something bit me.. I mean, like, a bug or something!" It was -hilarious-, because she honestly didn't mean to make a joke out of it. Okay, so you kinda had to be there. Just trust me that it was funny. After that, we got started talking about the dance. Lauren, while dropping oh-so-subtle hints (-rolls eyes) that Nick and I should go to the dance together, happily stated, "You two would just look so -cute- together!" So, of course, I happily informed her that she and Collin would look just adorable dancing together, hand in hand, with Lauren planting a tender kiss on his acne covered face. -giggles- She hated me for that, but she admitted that she deserved it. He listened to this all in silence, without saying a single word. Okay. Moving on.

Science. -grin- First of all... Have I mentioned how much I love my Science teacher? She put me in the same group as.. him for the field trip. I love her. hehe... Anyway. He kept throwing staples at me. I know that sounds completely immature, but, it was cute. -grin- Until Collin started doing it. Then, it got old, fast. Especially when Collin got a staple down my freaking shirt. What was I supposed to do, dig around in my bra to get it out? So, it sat there, in my shirt, until Julie came to my rescue and showed me how I could discreetly get it out. Nick was sitting beside me, because he just felt like coming to talk to me, I guess. So, we were sitting there, and Kritzia walked up to us. "I have the vision!" That's her new favorite saying. Of course "the vision" is he and I together. I just kind of laughed it off, Nick kind of laughed too. Later, Nick and Kritzia were flirting, so, of course, I claimed that "I saw the vision," of them together. He immediately said something between "Eww" and "Ah" and quit messing with Kritzia. At least he didn't react that way when Kritzia said it about he and I.

Later, he and I were walking to the Band Hall after class. He kept teasing me about how it would feel to carress Collin's bumpy, oily face, touching my face several times in the process. hehe... I was in such a good mood after that. -Nothing- could ruin my good mood, not even Tyler. I was walking to another part of the school, after school had let out, and he was going to the same place, so, we walked together. He now claims that it's "all my fault" that he got a hickey, or that there's all this fuss about his hickey. It is -so- not my fault. It's his fault, and the fault of.. uhm, well, whoever did it to him! Not mine. I'm going to make him explain why it's my fault tommorow. -grin-

Another entry soon.

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