As I walk through the school doors, I hear Lincoln calling my name and bombarding me with questions. "What was that all about yesterday?" "Who was that?" "Why did you storm home yesterday?" "Are you okay?" She was getting slightly annoying, but I know she just cared about me. "Yes, Lincoln, I'm fine." I say, with a slight cheeky smile. "Lacey, do you really expect me to believe that? It's that girl, isnt it?" She asked, almost mischievous. "Well..." "Well?!" "Okay fine it is that girl. I think I like her." I said, shamefully. "Lacey! That's awesome!" "Really?" I said, surprised.
Sorry for not updating for 11000000 years, but m not sure if I should abandon this story or not