David Has A Crush

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gsters, the Mexicans. The Jocks, the Blondes. But I think that the bigger clique, are the Drama kids. They always hang out under a tree, that used to be called the Emo tree, but the "Emos" started to be less and less and slowly it became the Drama tree. I don't belong to the Drama group, by the way, I am way too self-c

ing the pep rally? George insists that the reason the school now has security at the entrance is because we are so close to the border that they fear that illegal aliens will intrude the campus for one reason or another. Which could be, we have had three lockdowns since October started. But why would the school

s with her. Back in seventh grade and it was PE (or gym class). I didn't get to speak to her because it was a class of thirty students and she had her group of friends that were always hogging her all the time, and because, well, I am a coward. That's when I got to "know" her more than just her looks. For example, she is nice. Nice as if someone got hit by the volleyball because he or she didn't get out of the way, she is the first to ask if he or she is alright. If you did something right, say, kick the kickball after the ten times missing it, she is the first

er, like you might've of figured out already, but I have become so close. I have the walking towards her part right, but she is always surrounded by her bunch of friends that I get intimidated. I don'

o is way out of my league, she isn't. She is part of the musicians' group. The group who sits on the lawn against a wall as far away as possible in lunch. They always have jamming sessions, o

wo inches, nudging me with their elbows and making a hissing sound like they are telling me, Look who's walking by, making it so obvious that even her friends turn to see what the whole commotion is about. Grecia

ut I'm afraid the image of her will be in my head for t