[Vote; - The little girl noticed that the puppet was looking straight at her, but how could it be? Puppets couldn't move, or could they? Was this a magical puppet? She became fascinated by the little thing that she decided to enter the shop. Upon entering the shop, she felt a weird vibe, like cold wind brushing against her short little legs. The puppet was gone, it wasn't on the shelf anymore - vote if you want me to continue this short story lol]

               [Rayne's Point Of View]

               It was Monday morning and that meant a whole day of feeling like crap. I wasn't even able to finish my homework yesterday because of Jesse. He kept bothering me the whole time. I even tried to get him to do his own work but he insisted that we made out for hours.

               I was forced to kick him out of my room - I didn't want to but I had to. Unfortunately, that didn't last long since he stayed outside my room until I re-opened it to let him in. I swear, I've never met someone like him. I'm not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing. It's mutual.

               He kind of reminds me of a puppy. He thinks of me as a bunny so I'll think of him as a cute baby puppy. Inside he's a vicious dog but on the outside he's as cute as a button. Remind me again why people think buttons are cute?

               I still couldn't get over the fact that I gave him a hand job. Like really? What was I thinking? Oh that's right, absolutely nothing. At least I did it by will not because he forced me. And I enjoyed every second of it. I didn't get to see it since all the action happened in his pants but one day I guess.

               So anyway, after I let him back in my room he forced me to listen to Avril Lavigne, he even tried to get me to sing but I didn't know any of her lyrics. I've listened to a few of them - she's great - but I didn't know any of the lyrics.

               At least he makes me smile, right? He makes me happy by just being his dorky self and that's all it matters to me. Who cares if he's confused? He wouldn't be doing any of those things if he didn't care about me. And that to me means the whole world. Finally someone who cares about me. Some one who wouldn't leave my side no matter what.

              His friends were looking for him the entire day, when they found him in my room they tried to get him to come to a party, but he said no and instead stayed with me to play with my hair. I might have to agree with my cousin when she said we make people sick, cause it was getting to me now.

               I'm not complaining at all, but too much emotion can sometimes distract a person from real life. And I don't want that happening to me. I don't want to drop the whole world just for him, not since we aren't even together and I'm still quite uncertain of what the future holds for us. When I know for sure, then I'll drop my whole universe for him.

               I like him, I like him so much. Even the jerk side of him that I missed. That's what first got me to like him in that way. Then his sweet side came out and I fell completely in love with him - yeah, I'm in love with him.

               I won't be telling him that because I don't want him to feel pressured. I don't want to stress the poor guy, he's already in a deep hole and I don't want to make it deeper. And I definitely don't want him to feel crept out by me. Outside I act all cool and collected, but inside I feel like I want to f*ck the shit out of him. But again, I don't want to creep him out with my thoughts.

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