There is this thing that I call the ladder of hope. And I hope you never have to climb it. This is how it works, basically. There is a ladder, and it is so large that when you look up at it, you can't see where it goes. The ladder is your hope towards the guy you've had a crush on since forever. The higher you climb, the higher your hopes are of being asked out or liked back. Well you see, I have already climbed a ladder of hope. I was so stupid and climbed so high, that when the ladder broke and I realized there was no hope after all, I died. I wouldn't have died if I had kept my hopes low. Sure i would have had a small injury, but I went up too high, and it broke before I could do anything. (mentally of course)
I'm not saying you shouldn't climb the hope ladder. I'm warning you to stay low- very low. Because if you do what I did, you just might get your heart smashed into a gazillion pieces.
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Teen FictionMeet Jace. A soccer jock, player, and all around jerk. He thinks he's got every girl under his spell. Every girl but one. Meet Skylar. The one girl who doesn't buy his cockiness. The one girl he can't control. But has she met his other side?
