High School Woes

[Black.Fire.]

I hath bookmarketh this fine work of literary fiction. There tis joyful rejoicing in my house.

[Neon-chan]

*inhales deeply*

THE NEW THREAD SMELLS LIKE CAKEEEEE
or is that my grandma baking something?
most likely the thread

[Coolpaw5]

Hey!

Today's Tuesday, so that means... MATH CLASSSS WITH TIMEEEEEEEE

I sat in my seat, and a few minutes later, Time came.

I don't know if I should tell him Razor likes me...

He is my friend, and I may need a guy's opinion on this...

NAH NVM

I CAN FIGURE THIS OUT BY MYSELF. I DON'T NEED NOBODY'S HELP

Time: Hey Alyssa.
Me: Hey Time.
Time: Did you do the homework?
Me: Yeah, did you?
Time: Mhm.
Me: Okie dokie then.
Time: **scratches forehead**

OH GOSH, WHAT IF HE KNOWS THAT I LIKE HIM

OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH OH GOSH

Time: Can I ask you something?

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

I'M DOOMED! HE KNOWS! HELP HELP SOS SOS WHYYYYYYYYYYY

Me: Y-Yeah, oc fourse. Uh, I mean, of course.
Time: Uh... **laughs** This is kind of awkward to ask...
Me: (°~°)

He knows. He knows I like him. I must pack my bags, dye my hair, change my name, move out of America, travel to a small country in Europe, and then make a living selling carpets and the occasional Welcome mat.

Time: Do you uh... How do you tell someone you like them?

. . .

I'm confused, sorry what were we talking about?

I was really expecting that "I know you like me, but I don't like you that way," but it never came.

So, I stupidly said:

Me: Huh?
Time: Uh, never mind.
Me: No, wait, what? Sorry, I wasn't really listening. Can you repeat that?

No, I heard him. I just wanted to confirm that it really wasn't, "I hate you, get away from me."

Time: Uh... How, um, doyoutellsomeoneyoulikethem?
Me: o_o How do you tell someone you like them?

Have I ever mentioned how cute he is when he's blushing?

Oh gosh, I hope no one EVER READS THIS

Time: Uh, yeah. Um, you don't have to answer, in fact, just forget I said anything.
Me: N-No, it's fine! I mean, uh, I don't know. I'm just going to answer.
Time: Okay.
Me: Uh...

If I knew the answer to this question, I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have spent two years crushing on Jimmy Nickleson. And those two years were spent just staring at him. Gosh, I'm such a loser. Something happened to him and I didn't see him for the rest of Elementary school (or Primary school or whatever you call it wherever you are). Nobody speaks of it and they call it 'The Glue Accident of 2006.'

I didn't recognize him when I moved back, so meh. He's Time's friend though. Maybe I'll meet him one day.

Me: You could... Just tell them?
Time: **glares at me**
Me: Uh... Just kidding?
Time: I mean, I guess I have too much to risk.
Me: Is it a guy? o.o

Don't get me wrong, I don't have a problem with homosexuals, but I really hope I didn't spend this long crushing on someone who wouldn't like me like that.

Time: No! I mean, I don't have a problem with it, but I'm straight, thanks.
Me: Oh, okay. **silent phew**
Time: So, um, yeah, do you know how?
Me: I have a feeling you're not going to tell me who it is.
Time: Yeah, no.

That just means I have to figure her out myself. No biggie.

Me: Okay, uh... What's your relationship with her at the moment?
Time: She's one of my friends.

Oh, THAT NARROWS IT DOWN. I didn't tell you this before, but he's pretty popular. He is friends with Logan, so yeah. He has a ton of friends and no doubt at least half are girls. Great.

Me: .__. Well, you have to find out what kind of confession she would like.
Time: How am I supposed to do that?
Me: Well... Uh... You can send someone (like MEEE) to go and ask her. Of course, they would need to know exactly who you liked...
Time: Hm... I don't think that'll work.
Me: Oh. Why?
Time: Then she would know that someone liked her.
Me: Oh. Hm. Then I'm not sure. Just do something cute or whatever and just tell her.
Time: I guess. Thanks, Alyssa.
Me: Yeah. No... Problem.

Since he asked me for romance advice, I guess he really doesn't like 'like' me. I mean, would you ask romance advice from your crush? Well, it's fine. I don't have time for a boyfriend anyway.

Yeah. No time for one.

Yeah...

I mean, it still hurts. I don't know. Whatever.

Bye.

2. Don't I have mad people skillz?

[Xura]

OH MY GOSH! Jimmy Nickleson!! Lol! That was too perfect. I'm crying.

[Coolpaw5]

O: Totally ship it.

Who doesn't??? Jk, a lot of you are Razor planers, totes get it.

OH MY GOSH! Jimmy Nickleson!! Lol! That was too perfect. I'm crying.

YESSS JIMMMMYYYYYYYYYYY

[TheFabulousHorse]

... Jimmy. I'm sorry Xura, Alyssa is over him by now. XD

[ParaKitty]

Wooo, it's back! Thank you Xura for the title X3
XD yeah, I think it's cute when guys blush because they "have to" act "tough" all the time and....then they blush...it's like awwwww, and they're like a tiny wittle puppy nowww. I'm sorry.

[Coolpaw5]

Wooo, it's back! Thank you Xura for the title X3
XD yeah, I think it's cute when guys blush because they "have to" act "tough" all the time and....then they blush...it's like awwwww, and they're like a tiny wittle puppy nowww. I'm sorry.

I personally can NEVER TELL IF SOMEONE'S BLUSHING
AND IT ANNOYS ME TO NO END

AND I CANT EVEN FEEL MYSELF BLUSHING

AND PEOPLE ARE LIKE, "Lol, Coolpaw, you're blushing," and I'm like, "I am?"

GAH >:T Yeah.

Also, thanks for reading! ^_^

[Coolpaw5]

Heeyyyy

Since I decided my feelings for Time were purely one-sided and that we were just going to be friends, we decided to go out to eat a restaurant.

But not like a date. More like, a friend hang-out session. Because he's inviting some of his other friends. Yup.

Me: :T
Megan: Hey Alyssa!
Me: Hi Megan. Do you, uh, know who's coming?
Megan: No clue.
Me: Oh. Okay.
Megan: Why?
Me: Just a bit nervous, that's all.

We waited a bit until Time showed up with five people following him.

Time: Hey! This is blah, bleh, meh, kuh, and Jimmy Nickleson.

I forgot all the other names EXCEPT JIMMY NICKLESON

OMG

I WAS JUST REMINISCING ABOUT HIM AHHHHHHH

Me: O.O

I kinda forgot why I had a crush on him. The Young Me probably thought he was cute or something. He's okay-looking I guess.

Jimmy: :3
Time: **talks to other friends blah blah blah**
Megan: **talks to Time and his other friends blah blah**

I was just trying to figure out if it was really him though. Maybe it's another Jimmy Nickleson.

Me: **cough** So uh, Jimmy, was it?
Jim: Yup.
Me: Did we uh, by any chance, go to the same Elementary school?
Jim: Maybe. What elementary school did you go to?
Me: Uh, wait a minute... It's on the tip of my tongue...
Jim: Well, I went to Willowell Elementary.
Me: Oh. I don't think I went there. Hm... OH! It was Snowdale Elementary School! Right! S.E.S.!

His jaw dropped and his eyes were full of shock. Everyone else stopped talking and stared at me.

Jim: S-S-S-Snowdale...?
Me: Yeah! Did you go there?
Megan: Shhh! We don't speak of that place!
Me: Huh?
Jim: (ﾟーﾟ)
Me: Uh, d-did I say something wrong-
Jim: **runs into the bathroom while screaming**
Me: Welp. I screwed up.

They had to coax him to come out of the bathroom stall for a good twenty minutes before he came out.

The entire time, I was trying to ask Megan what happened, but she wouldn't tell me for some reason.

Megan: Nope.
Me: Just tell me! What if I do something else that will freak him out?!
Megan: I made a solemn swear that I shall never tell another soul as long as I live. Unless they offer me a pink unicorn that makes glitter. Or a bunny that could turn huge and fly me to anywhere and kill my annoying older sister. I was an odd child.
Me: What happened that was so bad that you can't even tell me?
Megan: A horrendous event that we shall never speak of again.
Me: Does it have something to do with the Glue Incident of 2006?
Megan: Perhaps.
Me: GRRGH, STOP USING BIG WORDS

When Jim came out of the bathroom, I rushed up to apologize for whatever I did.

Me: Omigosh, omigosh, I'm so sorry! I-, I-, I'm just really sorry! Is there anything I can do for you? Are you okay?
Jim: It's fine. I'm sorry for freaking out so much. It's just... A touchy subject for me.
Me: In any case, I'm really sorry.
Jim: It's okay, thanks.

I still felt really bad. I decided to be the one to go order and treat them.

Me: I'll go order for you guys! What do you guys want?
Everyone: Blah blah blah idk blah blah
Me: Okay, I'll be back!

I got the order and came back. I passed out the food.

Once everyone got their food, I sat down and opened my sandwich. It was a BLT. ouo

Everything was fine for a few minutes but then Jimmy directly stared at my sandwich.

Me: .__. Uh... Do you want some or something-
Jim: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH **runs to the bathroom**
Me: Well, crud.

I turned to Megan because everyone else went back to the bathroom to try coax him out again.

Me: ):<
Megan: **sips juice**
Me: Okay, what the fudge just happened?
Megan: Jimmy just had a panic attack. Happens once in a while. It's no biggie. They'll be able to calm him down eventually.
Me: Okay, what set him off?
Megan: **shrugs**
Me: Don't do that, you know exactly what set him off. It was the sandwich, wasn't it?
Megan: In order to answer that question, you must give me a unicorn.
Me: FINE, I WILL, WHATEVER
Megan: Really?
Me: ఠ_ఠ Do I look like I have a freakin' unicorn tucked away in my back pocket?
Megan: Well, I mean, those back pockets are pretty big...
Me: MEGAN
Megan: Okay fine. I shall tell you the tragic tale of the young Jimmy Nickleson.

She cleared her throat and took another sip of juice.

Megan: A long time ago, when we were all just little puppies and kittens, in the second grade of a certain elementary school, there was a young boy named Jimmy Nickleson. He was friends with this girl named, uh... Something like Ashton? Ashala? I don't know, some weird name.
Me: You mean Ashlee.
Megan: Oh right! Ashlee! Wait, how did you know that?
Me: ... I don't know...

But seriously, I know I heard that name before. I think it was one of my puppy friends before I moved.

Megan: Oh well. Anyway, this girl was freakin' crazy.
Me: Hey, don't say that! She was one of my friends! I think...
Megan: Really? **scoots her chair away a bit** Uh, anyway...
Me: Right, continue.
Megan: Okay, Ashlee was friends with Jimmy and he thought she was pretty chill. But then something happened, and for absolutely NO reason whatsoever, she did something completely unforgivable.
Me: **gasp** What did she do?
Megan: Well, Jimmy was going to have some lunch, and he had this amazing BLT sandwich that his mom bought for him hidden away in his cubby, so he was really looking forward to it.
Me: Uh huh.
Megan: When lunch time came, he placed the sandwich on his desk and asked Ashlee to watch it. He went to get water or something like that. But when he came back, he saw Ashlee with a bottle of glue in her hands. When he went to her, he asked what she was doing. She just smiled and turned the bottle over, covering the entire sandwich in liquid glue.
Me: Wow. That's a bit much.

She took another sip of juice.

Megan: So he was basically traumatized that day.
Me: Wow. That must suck.
Megan: That is why-
Me: But it's just a sandwich. I mean, did he eat it?!
Megan: Uh, no, he didn't eat it. I think he would have died if he ate it.
Me: Oh. But if he didn't eat it, why is he so traumatized?
Megan: He really wanted that sandwich
Me: Well, I screwed up, didn't I?
Megan: Pretty much.
Me: UGHHH

So, Jimmy refused to speak to me for the rest of the day. In fact, he didn't really talk to anyone. ANd of course, everyone else blames me.

They didn't say anything about it, but you could just see it on their faces, the "WHY THE FUDGE WOULD YOU DO THAT?!?!?!" face.

Yeah...

Let's just say I didn't make any new friends that day.

Welp, bye!

3. INVASION OF PRIVACY!!! (Pt. 1)

[Xura]

LOL.

I'm
Just
Needing
To
Breathe
Here
Don't
Mind
Me