Arrows to the heart

My name is Bailey.

I love music.

I blog.

But the thing is, i'm not just some fictional character somebody made up.

I'm a real person.


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After Band and lunch I headed over to Spanish, with sennooorrr fillllooorammooo.

Thomas. He sat down in the back table. I sat across from my good hipster friend Olivia, and next to my main squeeze Gissel.

“I talked to Thomas today.” I whispered to Gissel. She gave me a weird look and turned away. Somebody had their bitchflakes this morning.

During class, Mr. Filoramo made us sing. About verbs. *eye roll* Thomas being the class clown/jock type he got very into it.

It was a parody of I’m yours, a good mood song. I smiled. My fantasies were interrupted by a bunch of badly tuned voices.

“SER MEANS TO BE AND THIS VERB IS A MESS YEAH-“ He looked at me. I tried to act natural. That never works.

35 minutes later…

We all walked out of the room looking kind of like this… O.O Mr. Filoramo made us sing the WHOLE. ENTIRE.  PERIOD.  o.o

Another tap on the shoulder in the hallway. Thomas. I smiled.

After suffering through two crush free periods, It was time for gym class. I walked out of the locker room and looked for my shitty football team. I WAS on Thomas’ team (a bunch of jocks), but I let them trade me. It seemed like the right thing to do. Plus, Thomas messaged me saying he “needed” me on the team. Flirt points!

When we got onto the fields, I watched Thomas from a distance. He was flirting with Val. *extreme eye roll* Val is nice, but she’s kind of a slut. Not to mention this morning she let me know that she was wearing a pink thong today.

After suffering from a tragic loss on the field, I returned to my locker; ready to go home... I could see Zach in the distance. It looked like he was waiting for something, he had his backpack on. I got my stuff and walked towards Gissel’s locker. He followed me. Gissel and I started to walk down the hallway. I could tell he was behind us.

Soon enough, he passed us. He was walking with Joel, the funniest guy I’ve ever met. I don’t understand how the two of them are friends.

We got to the main hallway, and went separate ways. I couldn’t help but think that Zach was waiting for me.


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