seventeen.

even though i was awkward most of the time, i did like sitting next to you

did you like sitting next to me too? or was i too weird?

i still want to know why there was so much distance between us.

after that year passed, there was a lot of shit that happened between some friends and i.

above all, there were two girls who were friends with lucy, my friend, who weren't my friends.

they were fake, even though one was more direct about it. the other one was/is the type of girl who won't say what she really feels (or at least to someone's face) in order to seem 'neutral' and kind.

however, it's a lot more disrespectful (i think) to not confront someone about it, and pretend to actually be someone's friend, when they clearly don't see them that way.

i just hate fake people.

all of that had nothing to do with you, but it plays a small part in what happened the year after that.

eight grade was shit, which was pretty much what I thought about most of my school career.

except, over the summer that i transitioned from a seventh grade to an eight grader,

i got a message from someone.

i wondered, who could it be?