Dear world,
I am not writing this blog for people to visit. I am doing it for myself, and if people start to like it, well that's their problem.
My name is irrelevent, as is my age, and address, you stalkers. I am female, though.
I am in the 7th the grade, currently taking Algebra I, social studies, biology, and literacy.
But you couldn't care less, could you, world?
I am currently in love with my best friend's friend. I know people think I am too young for love, but you haven't met him.
My best friend, Nik, just had his 13th birthday in October. At the after party, we went bowling with about twenty of his friends. Alex, the guy of my dreams, walked to Nik's house, and drove with us to the alley.
When I saw him, my heart swelled. I had seen him last 3 years ago, when I thought boys were "icky". He was this nerdy kid with glasses, braces and perfect hair. Man, how he'd changed! Now he had hair like Justin Bieber, contacts, and perfect teeth. So handsome. He was still amazingly smart, had a great personality and all.
I keep on looking in the rear view mirror because I was so shocked.
When we got to the bowling place, it was a half an hour before he talked to me.
"I know you from somewhere."
"Yep. I went in your pool like forever ago." I smiled.
"Oh yeah... your name starts with a M, doesn't it?"
"Yeah. Its Mya."
And from that point on, we spent the rest of the night together. We bowled like three games together, (just us) played arcade games, and talked about what our lives are like. He even gave be a rubber duck from the claw machine! He was just so nice, and I felt like he was just my type.
And this is the stupid part. We were driving home, talking, when he asked me for my phone number. I froze, and FORGOT MY NUMBER.
I wrote down a number just like mine, and said,
"My phone company is messing stuff up and all, so it might not work."
And it was the wrong number, and we haven't been in contact since.
I've been trying to get his number from Nik, but I have been unsuccessful. I have a feeling Nik might be telling Alex I'm not interested or something because he's jealous.
Every night, I give Alex's duck he gave me a kiss, and go to sleep with it. I wake up, give it a kiss, and start to get ready for school. I always fantasize him with me like this.
He looks lovingly into my eyes.
"Is this turning into something?" He asks.
"I don't know. Is it?" I shrug and smile.
"Well, I kind of want it to be." He smiles, and leans in close to me.
Our lips touch, and soon, I have my first kiss.
World, help me.
