down the hallway, and well as for me, not so much. But, I liked it that way.
"Did you see Kyle on your way to class?" Carrie asked. "Nope! you really
should just get to know him one day instead of this creepy spy work your
doing. Besides, you have three different classes with him, just speak!" I
replied back. "What would be the fun in that?" she giggled,
"anyway, you coming over after school today right?"
" I advise you both to stop talking unless you want to see me for a
discussion after class!" Mr. Willburg
proclaimed. "We'll talk later.." Carrie whispered as she started to
jot down the rest of the notes on the board.
I know I shouldn't avoid her after school today but I coudn't
fathom the thought of talking about her idiotic crush or watching
Stuck In Love one more time. Instead, I plan to sit under the Oak
tree near my house and breathe... That was the only place I didn't
have to feel like I was suffocating from the endless charade of
happiness I put on for my family, friends, and Carrie.
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Writing Our History
Teen FictionLana Kerrinton lived a life hidden from the rest of the world. Until one day, on her way home from school she found a notebook smothered under a pile of leaves by the Oak tree in her neighborhood. After opening up the notebook she seen page after pa...
