Chapter 2-Jefferson

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I flopped on my bed. My heart was racing. I fought for the cutest boy in school, and he grinned at me. Grinned! He was adorable. And it's not like I have to worry he's straight, because that's why Alex was mean to him, same as to me. You know what? I love him. The winter dance is in a few weeks, maybe I'll ask him. Oh, you know what, I'm hyperventilating. I'll just go get some food. I went to the cabinet and shuffled through the many boxes of Kraft mac 'n' cheese. In ten minutes, I had a bowl of macaroni et fromage. I had an idea. "He loves me" bite "He loves me not' bite "He loves me"... When it stopped on "he loves me" I did a happy dance. Unfortunately, Peter walked in. "Thomas, stop doing your mac 'n' cheese dance. It's embarrassing."


Sorry for this load of crap I had to make a filler.


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