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Um...













Ricky knows I like him.

*GASP OF HORROR*

So.
Today.
We stayed afterschool to do this interview thingy about the Six Word Memoirs with Ms.Reynolds, and there was a reporter and a camera guy and everything, it was so cool, but anyway, that's besides the point. The main thing was that we were there, and then we were out in the deserted hallway to call our parents to pick us up.

So after a minute we were walking towards the front of the school and I was like,

"So, do you still like Becca Melhorn?"

And he was like, "Why do you care?! You keep asking me!"

"Because.... I'm... curious.... I just want to know, okay?"

"Why?"

"Just tell me, do you or do you not still like her?"

"I don't know! I don't know, I don't know, I don't know."

"That's helpful.... Boys are so confusing! With girls it's just, yes, I like him. It's a definite thing. You're all like I don't know, whatever, stop bothering me, I don't know!"

"Who do you like?"

"That was random."

"Who do you like?"

"I can't tell you."

"Yes, you can."

"No, you'll laugh and it'll be all bleah."

"No, I promise I won't laugh. I wouldn't laugh even if it was me."

*awkward silence* "Erm... I still can't tell you."

"Is it me?"

"I can't tell you!"

"It's me."

*covers face with hands* "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Nadine, it's fine - "

"AHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"It doesn't make a difference to me - "

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"Nadine!" *pulls my hands off my face* "Nadine, seriously, it's okay, stop getting upset..."

*sighs heavily and sadly stares at feet*

*hugs* "Nadine, really, it's fine.

"But... it's going to be so awkward now..."

"No, it's not."

((At this point we were standing in front of the school waiting. And so then Ricky's mom starts driving towards us and Ricky was like,

"There's my mom... I'd hug you goodbye but she'd spazz out if she saw..." *rolls eyes*

*giggles reluctantly* "Okay, well, bye..."

"Bye!" *waves*




And that, is what happened.





. . .





Yeah.




Sincerily,
A Very Confused And Distraught Nadine