Confessions of a Tween Player 10

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after the dance that never should have happened I went home. layed in

bed. not even remotely contemplating the face that I took a dance with my best friends crush, and worst of all? I love every second of it!

so to say I was shocked out of my crush induced haze by a pinging coming from my iPhone, which happened to e none other than my big green tractor boy.

*hey, I need to talk to you* the message read

*yeah? whatcha need*

*well I kind of like these girls."

*oh, who?*

*cant tell*

*why not?*

*i dunno if she likes me back*

*come. on. tell meeee!"

*you.*

and that, was when things went down.

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