chapter 2:
2009-2010 school year: hell year.
this was my first year at all girls highschool, and the fact that there are no boys there makes school ten times worse. to top that, our "brother school", or the local all boys school that we were associated with, only has boys that are either desperate, freaks, or taken. and on top of that i was still crushed from summer. Eric always came into my mind. constantly i was reminded of him. It didnt help the time when his grandfather came to church and sat right near my dad and i, and striked up a conversation with us. nor did it help when eric and his family also showed up for mass on a day when i looked like crap. and it wasnt too great when i was at one of my track meets going through my field events when i see my dad and eric's dad talking together and watching me. awwh hell i had to do good then. i didnt want eric's dad to tell him i sucked at my events. (i made the varsity team as a freshman in indoor and outdoor track). i constantly saw erics dad througout the year. track meets, church, basketball games (he coached some middleschool teams and i worked the clock, sweeped, sold admission, sold food at the concession stand, etc...). oh, and when i found out that my english teacher(that was failing me) was eric's brother's private tennis coach? i kind of, sort of, freaked out..
so when you add all of it up, you can see i really never had a chance to forget. which is why when school finally ended in june, i was only thinking about august. i was thinking soley on the one day that could possibly make me happy. and i was determined. i was determined to look good and act the right way. i was a year older, fourteen going on fifteen. i promised myself i would not throw myself at him, but i would make efforts to flirt. i would do anything in my power to make myself look good, appearance and personality. i would not be awkward. i would make him want me, but i knew in the back of my mind that would never happen. oh yeah one more thing, i was bringing katrina again... and we both liked him. a l o t.
a/n: a little more background, but it gets to more present times in the next chapter... it gets more intense too..
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Teen FictionSophomore at an all girls school, Lila French is plain, average, ordinary, shy, and awkward. with brown hair, blue eyes, and the perfect curves, Lila is not ugly at all, but certainly is not one of the popular skanks. How will Eric ever even talk to...
