I asked him to prom.
Yeah...the guy I have been freaking over.
I asked him really quietly at first and he got super close and really concerned asked,"What is it?"
And then I asked.
I think he stared at me for a mile-second and then said,"Oh"
Not like a happy,"Oh!"
A realization-I-Don't-know-what-just-happened-and-I-really-don't-know-what-to-say kinda of,"Oh..."
And before he could saying anything else...
I.
Ran.
Away.
I did not say sorry! I just ran! I cried, tripped into some girls and ran some more until I found the "hidden stairs" and cried more.
Then I went to hang out with my freind Maria...and I told her this story. And I cried more.
Until she said something stupid and cheered me up. -snicker-
So now I am home...and moping some more. And yelling at my brother about how easy a guys life is compared to a girls.
I feel like s**t now though...
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