Anyway, today was great! (sarcasm) In art, well, you know how M's been wanting to read my life, aka sketchbook? I let him. Yep. The poem about me liking him, the poem about my heart being broken. He felt really bad about it. He kept appologising, and when I said it was ok, he refused to accept it. It. Gets. Worse. I walk into the lunch room with J, and she says something funny. While I'm laughing my head off, I meet M's eyes for a milisecond. He never looks at me when I walk in... whatever. I ate lunch with J and I, it was great, but then we went outside. I looked for M and Mo, like I always do, but I only saw Mo, surrounded by her friends... crying. No... M is no where to be found. After lunch you can always find then being all couple-y. No... it's fine, nothing happend. Another friend who's name is also I, we'll call her Is, goes up to Mo to comfort her. Later, while I'm at my locker, she comes up to me. "They broke up" she tells me. NO! It's my fault, I know it. If I had just kept my sketchbook to myself... not ler him read it. I feel HORRIBLE. I feel really sorry for Mo. I didn't want any of this to happen. Later, as B and I were walking home, she agreed that it's probably my fault. NOOOOOO. So, now, I'm just chillin', feeling guilty. Tomorrow's the last day of school before winter break, so I'm bringing presents. I have one for M. A bag full of Hershey Kisses. For him. What do I say if he asks me out? If I say yes... and Mo finds out... let's just say that Mo rips of Barbie doll heads to use as pencil eraser toppers. I'm hecka scared of her. So... any advise? This obviously happenes to everyone, so tell me what you did. *Bangs head on table* "I am an idiot"
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