Time for an excerpt from my real life. My real love life, specifically.
I've had a crush on a guy ("T." wink for a long time now. Last week, I found out that my friend Acacia is in his Latin class. Ths is when a cunning plan began its own creation in my dark and disturbed head.
See, Acacia, Skye (other friend) and I have been planning to see the new Harry Potter movie this weekend in order to avoid hordes of screaming, flying fanthings trampling us as they would during the opening weekend. I suggested that maybe, in note form, I could invite T. to this outing on a date. I talked it over with Acacia and now the masterpiece (cough) of a note is in her hands. I gave it to her last Friday.
Why don't I ask T. myself? There's the rub. When I can ask him out, I never have the courage to, but when I do have the courage, I never get the chance. So I said, "Screw courage, fie upon chance, I'll do it through a note." Problem is that T. seems to have mastered some form of ninjutsu, and has always left the class before Acacia can give him the note. Damn T. Always breaking my heart.
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