Love Is In The Air. . .In My Mind At Least
Every other day I bother this kid named M******. He's pretty cool about it, he hasn't said anything mean yet, but if he does, woe is me. I don't like him like him that much. He's just adorable. He's a junior, but looks like a total freshman. It's sooooo weird. He's got freckles and glasses and curly hair. My friends and I call him Jimmy Neutron, because he reminds of him.
My mom said I shouldn't bother him too much though or else he'll completely hate me. I'm not sure what to do about this situation. I don't know what I should do about it.
Advice, please?
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