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Ruby's life was in a series of crushes, She felt that she could never fall in love, having crushes was habitual to her, From her fifth grade crush to when she was actually in love, everything was fine. But then feelings were crushed, and she found herself not being able to like someone again. She fell in love, she didn't even get into a relationship and she was broken. So, she vented her emotions by writing about everything. From her fifth grade crush till her heartbreak. She emptied her heart , but she couldn't write more. She never showed it to anyone. Then she forgot about it and moved on.


What would happen if he saw all what she wrote? Worse, what if someone else saw? Someone she cannot afford to lose.

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RubyAlleyway'sCrushes

Notanother"Toalltheboys..."Story

BY

Zeejane

ISBN9789354585678©Zeejane2021PublishedinIndia2021byPencilAbrandofOnePointSixTechnologiesPvt.Ltd.123,BuildingJ2,ShramSevaPremises,WadalaTruckTerminal,Wadala(E)Mumbai400037,Maharashtra,[email protected]rvedworldwideNopartofthispublicationmaybereproduced,storedinorintroducedintoaretrievalsystem,ortransmitted,inanyform,orbyanymeans(electronic,mechanical,photocopying,recordingorotherwise),withoutthepriorwrittenpermissionofthePublisher.Anypersonwhocommitsanunauthorizedactinrelationtothispublicationcanbeliabletocriminalprosecutionandcivilclaimsfordamages.

DISCLAIMER:Thisisaworkoffiction.Names,characters,places,eventsandincidentsaretheproductsoftheauthor'simagination.TheopinionsexpressedinthisbookdonotseektoreflecttheviewsofthePublisher.

Authorbiography

Hi

,

Thank

you

so

much

for

getting

my

book

and

Thnak

you

so

much

for

giving

me

a

chance.

I

am

currenty

just

a

student

who

wishes

to

be

a

writer

,

this

book

got

me

more

than

4000

reads

on

Inkitt

so

I

thought

It's

time

to

publish

here.

I'm

sure

it

won't

dissapint

you.

Contents

LateInvitation

TheBadNews

TheFifthGradeOne

TheSecondDisaster

ThirdTimeIsWrongCharm

TheNewQuartet

TheCloud5Embarrassment

SixFeetUnderConfusion

SevenMonthRealization

TheAbsence.

TheDecision

LettingGo

Leavingtown

FindingsomeoneClose

UnexpectedRealization

UnwantedJealousy

BirthdayRepeat

TheSurpriseMeet-up

LastMinutePlanChange

WhatjustHappened

WhenthingsgetHeated

TheReunion

FeelingsSpilled

GuiltyConscience

AnnoyingIdiot

UnintentionalMistake

MostPreciousPerson

BeingCooped-Up

ConfrontationScare

NecessaryConfession

TheAlmost-Awaited

LateInvitation

Ruby

made

her

way

through

the

empty

corridors

of

the

hotel

trying

finding

her

room.

It

had

been

exactly

four

years

since

she

had

blocked

him

from

her

life.

She

was

so

frustrated

for

the

rest

of

the

month

that

she

could

only

do

one

thing.

She

wrote

it

all

out,

from

her

first

crush

till

him

being

an

ass.

It

was

her

kind

of

coping

mechanism.

She

really

thought

of

making

it

as

her

personal

journal,

but

personal

journal

doesn’t

include

every

guy

she

had

a

crush

on

till

she

was

nineteen.

The

word

documents

which

she

created

were

somewhere

between

the

forgotten

files

on

her

laptop.

Writing

everything

about

her

past

made

her

more

depressed

than

ever,

so

she

abandoned

the

idea

of

writing

about

it

all

together.

She

did

save

the

fifteen-word

document

files

in

her

hard-drive,

but

it

is

now

almost

invisible

in

the

line

of

her

other

works.

After

blocking

him,

life

had

been

really

good

to

her.

She

found

out

that

her

passion

was

really

writing,

of

course

she

found

it

after

she

had

vented

all

of

her

emotions

about

him

by

writing.

Point

one

to

him.

She

was

big

time

romance

fan

as

we

all

know,

so

she

wrote

about

what

she

wanted

a

story

to

be.

At

first

her

work

didn’t

get

much

appreciation,

but

she

never

gave

up.

She

had

two

years

of

college

to

practice

and

make

it

better.

As

everyone

says,

practice

makes

a

man

perfect,

Ruby’s

work

started

showing

up.

Her

stories

were

starting

to

get

a

little

buzz

in

the

entertainment

industry.

She

never

wrote

novels,

but

she

created

stories,

which

were

perfect

to

be

converted

into

screenplay.

One

of

her

stories

was

converted

into

a

Netflix

original

movie.

She

was

pretty

proud

of

her

achievement.

That’s

why

she

was

here

in

this

fancy

hotel

trying

to

find

her

room.

There

was

a

big

party

for

the

movie’s

success

that

night.

Ruby

booked

a

room

at

the

same

hotel

so

she

didn’t

have

to

make

an

entrance.

Even

though

the

original

idea

was

hers,

there

were

two

more

writers

who

wrote

the

screenplay.

She

was

still

the

original

writer,

but

the

other

two

making

an

entrance

before

all

the

cameras

was

better

than

her

fake

smiling

to

every

one

of

them.

Why

are

there

so

many

doors

on

the

same

floor?

Ruby

blew

the

hair

on

her

forehead

and

looked

at

the

key

to

see

the

room

number

again.

How

about

that?

The

room

was

right

in

front

of

her.

She

threw

her

luggage

to

the

side

as

she

made

a

big

leap

to

the

bed.

Ah...

a

comfortable

bed,

perfect

for

a

nap

after

a

three-hour

long

flight.

Her

phone

buzzed

in

her

pocket,

she

took

it

out

and

stretched

it

in

front

of

her

face.

It

was

Derek,

as

soon

as

she

saw

who

was

calling,

she

dropped

the

phone

on

her

face.

Derek

and

Ruby

met

a

few

months

ago

in

a

coffee

shop.

She

was

trying

to

find

a

little

inspiration

of

her

next

story.

She

was

a

regular

there,

turns

out

people

still

went

to

coffee

shops

to

talk

and

vent

emotions.

It

was

a

great

energy

booster

for

her.

Sometimes

the

stories

were

so

funny

Ruby

almost

spilled

the

coffee

right

out

of

her

mouth.

It

was

one

of

those

situations.

She

was

trying

hard

to

listen

to

this

one

old

lady

who

was

with

her

grandsons.

It’s

wasn’t

her

fault,

the

whole

cafe

could

listen

to

them,

they

were

basically

shouting.

The

older

kid

was

a

teen

and

it

seemed

he

had

been

through

break-up,

he

was

trying

hard

not

to

cry

and

his

grandma

was

consoling

him.

The

younger

kid

though,

looked

annoyed

right

from

his

eyebrows

“Look

I

bought

you

double

chocolate

fudge

shake

you

like”

she

gave

him

his

order.

“I’m

not

a

kid

anymore

Gran”

he

replied

but

took

a

large

sip

anyway.

“Beside

I

don’t

need

you

consoling

me,

I

think

it’s

not

over

yet”

The

younger

boy

obviously

had

enough

of

this

drama

“Oh

for

fucks

sake!

Will

you

shut

your

whiny-self

up?

She

told

you

that

you

should

go

die.

Even

a

ten-year

old

like

me

can

understand

that

it’s

over”

He

stumped

his

foot

and

got

out.

The

grandmother

stood

there

horror-struck

and

the

older

kid

started

full-on

crying.

Everyone

was

trying

to

suppress

their

laughter

as

they

both

left,

which

was

very

fast.

When

they

were

finally

out

the

whole

café

erupted

in

laughter.

That’s

when

Ruby

realized

that

someone

was

staring

at

her.

Derek

came

and

sat

beside

her

introducing

himself.

“I

noticed

that

you

come

here

a

lot,

I

was

looking

for

the

perfect

opportunity

to

introduce

myself.

But

this

was

more

than

a

perfect

opportunity”

he

pointed

at

the

spot

where

the

drama

took

place.

Ruby

laughed

in

reply

and

introduced

herself.

Derek

was

a

handsome

guy,

with

grey

eyes

and

the

perfect

height.

Also,

he

had

broad

shoulders

which

was

a

big

plus

sign

for

Ruby.

So,

they

started

dating.

Ruby

felt

special

with

him

but

it

was

just

the

beginning.

She

wasn’t

going

to

run

into

it.

These

things

take

time.

“Hey!

What’s

up?”

she

tried

to

put

a

little

pressure

on

her

nose

to

stop

the

pain

with

her

free

hand.

“Are

you

in

the

hotel?

Are

you

on

the

bed?”

he

replied

with

more

questions.

“Yes,

I’m

on

the

bed.

It’s

so

comfortable,

I

could

sleep

within

seconds”

she

turned

on

her

side

to

look

out

the

beautiful

view

from

the

window

“plus

the

view

is

great”

“Don’t

make

me

jealous,

I

should

be

there

with

you

but

I

have

piles

of

paperwork

from

out

weekend

getaway”

He

sounded

dejected.

“Yeah,

I

know.”

She

replied

remembering

the

fun

they

had

hiking.

“Plus,

I

went

to

your

apartment

half

an

hour

ago,

to

pick

up

Betsy,

and

your

mail

came…”

Ruby

stopped

listening

after

hearing

that

Betsy,

her

pet

fish

was

safe.

Her

eyes

started

to

droop

as

she

tried

to

contain

her

composure.

“Ruby

are

you

listening?”

Derek

spoke

again.

“Yeah,

yeah.

My

mail

came

and

talked

to

Ms.

Lieberman.

Go

on”

she

replied,

forcing

herself

to

get

up

from

the

sleep-inducing

mattress.

“Yes,

I

talked

to

your

landlord,

But

I

said

that

your

mail

had

an

invitation.

It’s

from

your

high-school,

they

are

having

a

reunion.

I’m

telling

you

this

because

It

was

marked

as

delayed,

so

now

you

have

only

one

day

to

give

an

answer.”

The

mention

of

her

high-school

took

all

the

sleep

out

of

her

eyes.

She

lowered

the

phone

as

she

thought

about

all

the

not-

so-good

time

she

had

there.

Just

as

she

was

about

to

say

no,

she

saw

a

notification

pop-up

on

the

top.

It

was

from

Gemma.

‘Just

curious,

but

you

did

send

a

yes

to

the

school,

right?

If

not,

I’ll

kill

you.

No

pressure

though’-

her

text

read.

Now

Ruby

had

no

choice

but

to

say

yes

when

she

really

wanted

to

say

no.

TheBadNews

The

crowd

here

was

overwhelming.

Ruby

stood

at

the

high-table

with

a

glass

of

wine

in

her

hands,

looking

at

the

actors

taking

picture

with

everyone.

It

was

almost

good

but

also

bad.

She

did

get

recognized

for

her

work,

but

the

story

she

created

bought

more

fame

too

the

people

who

acted

for

it.

She

took

another

sip.

It

wasn’t

that

she

was

jealous,

she

preferred

it

that

way.

Imagine

getting

pointed

at

everywhere

you

go.

Not

being

able

to

have

a

proper

dinner

every

time

you

eat

out,

not

being

able

to

live

a

life

without

being

noticed.

She

knew

some

people

preferred

it

that

way,

looking

at

the

actress

before

her

she

knew

that

she

was

one

of

those

people.

Enough

thinking

about

famous

lives,

you

have

more

pressing

matters

to

ponder

upon,

Ruby

told

herself.

First

of

all,

she

was

being

forced

into

coming

to

this

reunion.

If

she

had

any

choice,

she

would

spend

her

night

in

a

dog

house

than

go

to

that

school

building.

Of

course,

some

of

her

best

friends

were

from

this

high-school,

but

that

was

just

luck.

She

never

liked

the

teachers,

always

judging

everyone

on

the

basis

of

marks.

Maybe

that’s

why

most

of

the

city-toppers

were

from

her

school.

Not

only

teachers,

she

never

felt

accepted

in

that

building,

her

friends

and

their

mischief

were

all

she

found

worth

remembering

from

that

place.

The

day

she

left

she

vowed

to

never

return

to

that

place.

We

all

know

what

was

the

main

reason

that

she

never

felt

like

having

good

memories

of

the

place.

That

reminded

her,

would

he

be

there?

It

didn’t

affect

her

in

anyway,

she

had

so

easily

moved

on

when

she

blocked

him.

It

was

actually

very

easy;

she

had

told

her

friends

to

never

take

that

name

or

say

ABCD

ever

again.

Whenever

someone

asked

her

about

her

high-school

experience,

she

never

mentioned

him.

She

only

wished

she

had

done

it

a

year

before

she

actually

blocked

him.

Thinking

about

school

reminded

her

that

she

had

promised

to

a

conference

call

with

Gemma

and

Emmet.

She

fished

out

her

phone

from

that

tiny

clutch

which

was

the

size

of

her

phone

and

made

the

call.

“Hello!

I

thought

you

forgot,

its

nearly

twelve”

Emmet’s

voice

sounded

sleepy.

“Really?

I’m

sorry

I

forgot

what

the

time

was”

she

quickly

peeked

at

the

clock

on

her

phone,

there

were

five

minutes

to

twelve.

“No.

No.

I

sound

sleepy

because

Ria

is

making

me

watch

this

very

boring

documentary

on

buildings”

Ruby

smiled,

it

felt

like

everyone

in

her

old

friend

group

had

found

someone

perfect

for

them.

“Wait

I’ll

add

Gemma”

She

added

Gemma

to

the

call

and

they

began

to

talk

about

the

reunion,

much

to

Ruby’s

annoyance.

“You

are

bringing

Ria,

right?

Because

I’m

bringing

Drake

and

Jasper

is

bringing

Kyle”

Gemma

asked

Emmet.

Now

Ruby

knew

she

was

next,

they’d

probably

ask

about

if

she

was

bringing

a

date.

She

hadn’t

even

asked

Derek

yet,

but

considering

their

position

it

was

given

right?

She’ll

ask

him

to

be

sure,

what

if

he’ll

say

they

were

not

at

that

phase

yet?

They

did

go

to

his

office

ball

together,

so

maybe

he’ll

say

yes.

“What

about

you

Ruby?”

Emmet

turned

the

question

to

her

as

she

came

out

of

her

thoughts.

“Yeah,

I

guess

I’ll

bring

Derek”

she

replied.

But

there

was

also

another

question

on

her

mind

“Who

else

is

coming?”

“Everyone”

they

both

said

in

unison.

That

was

not

very

clear

on

the

details.

So,

she

questioned

more

specifically

this

time.

“Everyone

as

in

from

our

stream

or

as

in

the

whole

batch?”

he

was

from

a

different

stream

so

maybe

it

wasn’t

that

sure

for

him.

“Everyone

as

in

the

whole

batch”

Gemma

replied.

“I

am

actually

a

part

of

the

arrangements,

they

hired

me

as

the

party

planner.

As

far

as

I

know

everyone

has

returned

their

RSVP

as

yes”

Okay,

so

probably

he

would

be

there.

At

least

she'll

bring

a

date

with

her,

that'll

be

good

for

her

confidence.

They

talked

for

a

few

more

minutes

and

she

said

goodbye

to

them.

Now

she

had

two

more

things

to

do.

She

made

her

way

to

the

elevators.

Looking

at

the

time

she

knew

he

wasn’t

asleep,

she

dialed

him.

“Are

you

missing

me?”

Derek’s

voice

came

to

her

ears.

“No,

Yes!

but

I

suddenly

remembered

that

I

didn’t

officially

ask

you

to

come

to

the

Reunion

with

me,

so-"

“So,

you

are

calling

me

at

one

a.m.

to

ask

me”

Derek

chuckled.

“You

did

know

that

I

was

coming

right?

but

were

you

not

planning

on

taking

me?”

he

replied.

Ruby

couldn’t

speak

for

few

seconds,

not

because

she

wasn’t

planning

to

but

she

was

looking

for

her

hard-drive.

“What?

No,

I

was

totally

planning

to.

I

just

thought

I

should

give

you

a

proper

chance

to

answer”

she

replied,

as

she

took

her

mind

off

the

hard-drive

for

him.

She

was

tired

and

said

goodnight

to

him

after

talking

to

him

for

fifteen-minutes.

She’ll

find

that

hard-drive

soon

enough,

that

was

her

second

task

which

she’d

do

in

the

morning.

As

she

woke

up

from

a

very

tiring

nap,

she

looked

at

her

phone.

Holy…!

It

was

twelve

in

the

afternoon.

She

took

a

bath

and

changed

into

her

normal

cloths;

she

had

slept

in

her

dress.

As

she

looked

out

the

window,

she

remembered

her

task.

She

jolted

for

her

bag

and

emptied

it

on

the

bed.

There

between

the

chocolate

wrappers

and

brochure

of

the

city

was

her

hard-drive.

She

quickly

connected

it

to

her

laptop

and

began

scrolling

through

various

documents.

Her

phone

beeped;

she

saw

it

was

a

message

from

Derek.

But

her

mind

was

on

finding

that

one

folder.

After

scrolling

for

about

five

minute

and

not

finding

anything

she

began

typing

on

the

search

bar.

As

she

waited

for

the

results

to

show

up,

she

looked

through

her

messages.

“I’m

sorry

honey

but

I’m

busy

for

the

week

when

your

reunion

is,

it’s

my

chance

to

make

it

as

senior

partner.

Don’t

be

mad

at

me”-

Derek’s

text

read.

As

she

took

her

eyes

off

the

phone,

she

saw

the

folder

appear

on

her

laptop.

She

quickly

clicked

on

it

and

there

they

were,

fifteen

word-documents

which

she

wrote

four

years

back.

All

arranged

by

numbers.

As

she

clicked

through

the

last

chapter,

nostalgia

draped

her

mind.

Great,

she

was

going

to

the

reunion;

without

a

date,

all

alone

and

worst

of

all,

he

was

going

to

be

there.

TheFifthGradeOne

I

never

believed

that

love

could

happen

to

me.

I

was

the

kind

who

could

not

accept

it

easily.

Hearing

‘Ruby

Alleyway

is

in

love’

made

me

cringe

to

the

depths

of

my

stomach.

And,

honestly,

I

never

knew

one

could

just

‘like’

someone

till

I

was

in

fifth

grade.

During

the

game

of

Truth

and

Dare,

Rose

Lin

asked

me

who

was

my

crush?

I,

being

an

honest

fifth-grader

told

them

that

it

was

no

one.

Rose’

face

was

as

judgmental

as

of

a

Marvel

fan

who

heard

someone

doesn’t

like

the

Avengers.

There

was

big

awkward

silence

as

I

felt

every

girl

judge

me,

Rose

Lin

jumped

on

her

space

and

persuaded

me

that

there

should

be

someone.

Apparently

not

having

a

crush

meant

signs

of

abnormality.

Tired

of

being

pried

upon

I

said

the

first

name

that

came

to

my

mind,

Liam

Stalling.

Liam

was

a

meritorious

child

who

happened

to

be

very

handsome

for

a

fifth-grader.

Rose

looked

at

me

with

questioning

eyes

because

apparently,

I

was

the

only

one

who

found

him

attractive.

No

problem

to

me

because

I

just

gave

a

name

and

no

actual

feelings

were

harmed.

I

was

so

wrong.

Not

long

after

that,

I

started

imagining

thing

as

to

what

would

happen

if

Liam

and

I

were

together.

The

thoughts

were

very

clear

to

me

and

this

new

feeling

of

crush

had

taken

my

hormones

on

a

tsunami.

I

would

watch

Liam

from

my

bench

as

he

would

take

his

textbook

for

checking.

One

day

Rose

told

me

that

Liam

was

fat

and

not

at

all

good

looking

and

that

hindered

my

thinking

for

a

while.

Why

did

I

like

someone

whom

no

one

likes?

Did

I

make

a

mistake

choosing

the

one?

My

fifth-grade

mind

went

to

endless

depths

of

reasoning.

We

didn’t

even

like

the

same

things!

I

liked

Blue

and

he

was

a

Green

guy,

I

liked

chocolate

fudge

and

he

was

a

raspberry

ripple.

But

still,

It

became

my

habit

to

think

of

him.

Then

one

day

I

decided,

differences

or

no

differences

I

must

do

as

I

please.

Not

really

knowing

what

to

do

when

you

have

a

crush

on

someone,

I

did

what

someone

who

is

a

big-time

romance

movie

fan

could

do.

I

had

seen

in

movies

that

if

a

girl

waves

her

hair

on

the

hero’s

face,

the

hero

instantly

takes

it

as

a

sign

of

love.

It

was

as

if

his

entire

persona

was

changed

and

all

he

could

think

about

is

of

that

girl.

Then

the

hero

would

confess

his

love

in

the

form

of

big

gesture

and

then

they

are

in

their

happily

ever

after.

I

liked

the

idea

of

a

big

gesture.

But

there

was

one

big

problem,

a

little

birdie

told

me

he

liked

Diya

Verma.

My

heart

shattered

into

tiny

little

sprinkles;

tiny

sad

sprinkles

spread

on

a

dirty

floor

that

no

one

can

eat.

Sprinkles

which

will

never

get

a

chance

to

be

adorned

by

ice-cream

or

cake.

Day

went

by

as

I

tried

to

accept

the

harsh

reality.

I

knew

that

I

had

lost

him,

he

may

never

be

mine.

I

spent

my

days

playing

with

my

friends

and

looking

out

the

windows,

hoping

someday....

someday

life

will

take

a

turn

for

the

better.

And

It

did,

Diya

had

to

transfer

somewhere

else.

I

turned

to

Liam

who

very

surprisingly

told

to

the

other

guy

that

he

will

have

to

find

someone

new

now.

Well,

he

shouldn’t

bother,

I

thought,

I

am

right

here.

Going

back

to

my

plan

I

started

on

my

mission.

So,

I

prepared

for

the

day

I’ll

make

Liam

fall

in

love

with

me.

I

had

washed

my

hair

with

a

very

nice

smelling

shampoo.

The

intelligent

genius

in

me

thought

that

the

smell

plus

the

hair

was

all

I

need

to

make

Liam

fall

head

over

heels

for

me.

Just

one

swish

and

he’d

be

singing

songs

for

me

in

the

next

five

seconds.

My

hair

were

short

at

the

time,

the

reason

being

my

mom.

My

mom

had

put

me

in

a

boy-cut

style

hair

till

the

third

grade

and

still

was

persistent

to

keep

my

hair

to

an

above-shoulder

length.

However,

getting

back

to

point,

there

he

was

standing

on

the

right

edge

of

the

classroom

door.

Because

boys

were

supposed

to

form

a

line

on

the

right

side

and

girls

on

the

left

side

so

that

the

teacher

could

escort

us

to

the

music

room.

This

is

my

chance

I

said

to

myself.

I

stood

in

the

line

in

a

way

that

we

were

adjacent

to

each

other.

I

put

my

finger

on

my

lips

and

acted

like

I

just

remembered

forgetting

something.

I

then

turned

in

a

way

that

my

hair

would

directly

fall

on

his

face,

but

nope.

It

felt

like

God

was

not

with

me

on

this

one.

But

I

was

determined

and

I,

in

the

pretext

of

going

to

take

the

said

forgotten

thing,

flailed

my

hairs

directly

on

his

face.

Now

I

ask

you

to

imagine

yourself

in

Liam’s

shoes.

You

are

just

standing,

taking

the

support

of

the

back

wall

while

talking

to

your

friend

about

something

very

interesting

(I

could

see

him

immersed

in

the

conversation

as

he

did

not

notice

someone

throw

a

pencil

box

across

him).

And

then

suddenly

out

of

nowhere

there

comes

these

‘hairs’

directly

brushing

the

insides

of

your

nose.

Making

you

sneeze

so

hard

your

head

swirls

and

you

bang

your

head

on

the

wall

due

to

the

sneeze.

Sounds

painful,

doesn’t

it?

Yep,

that’s

what

happened.

I

turned

triumphant

to

say

my

‘sorry’

when

I

saw

his

disgusted

face.

To

this

day

I

remember

the

great

fall

of

my

romantic

hopes

in

the

waterfall

of

a

dumpster.

I

could

just

feel

my

heart

stop

and

my

chest

being

hollow.

In

conclusion

the

plan

had

failed.

My

memory

clearly

remembers

this

incident

and

to

this

day

I

smack

myself

in

the

face

when

I

think

of

it.

From

that

moment

on

I

realized

just

how

misleading

movies

are.

Surely

that

didn’t

stop

me

from

being

a

movie

fan,

but

it

did

stop

me

from

believing

in

them

for

a

few

months.

Every

time

after

that

I

saw

Liam

all

I

could

see

was

that

disgusted

face

of

his

as

if

someone

had

pooped

on

his

head.

Slowly

my

crush

on

him

turned

into

my

hate

for

him,

so

what

if

there

were

some

hairs

on

your

face.

At

least

I

didn’t

vomit

on

you

which

Nancy

Kruger

sure

did.

But

this

wasn’t

a

lesson

for

me

to

stop

following

ideas

from

the

movies;

oh,

that

lesson

was

learned

two

years

later

with

a

boy

named

Adam.

TheSecondDisaster

Being

in

7th

grade

was

no

fun

I

can

tell

you

that.

First

of

all

the

guy

who

was

my

bench

partner

since

the

5th

grade

had

left

the

school

and

the

only

new

partner

I

could

find

was

Lia,

who

was

dumb

as

a

rock.

For

example,

she

believed

that

we

were

in

5th

grade

a

year

before

our

seventh

grade.

Now

I

am

not

the

one

to

judge

but

what

can

you

do

if

she

states

this

‘fact’

to

the

entire

class

and

is

not

ready

to

hear

a

word

against

it,

even

the

teacher

was

shaking

her

head.

Although

I

would

applaud

her

for

taking

her

stand,

an

absurd

stand.

But

seeing

as

I

was

her

only

friend

I

ignored

it

and

kept

silent.

But

I

did

miss

my

old

partner,

Alex.

Alex

and

I

were

two

sides

of

the

same

coin.

people

had

already

seen

us

as

a

couple

but

we

were

just

close

and

nothing

at

all.

However

when

he

left

it

did

hurt

me

a

lot.

I’d

miss

our

friendly

fights,

our

inside

jokes.

One

time

he

bought

me

a

paper-purse

because

I

asked

him

too.

I

clearly

didn’t

mean

it

when

I

asked

but

he

still

did

it.

That

unexpected

gesture

melted

my

heart.

But

then

he

had

to

go

and

transfer

to

a

different

school.

Stupid!

You

see,

I

had

this

fire

burning

inside

of

me

to

prove

my

math

teacher

that

judging

someone

by

face

is

not

a

good

thing.

She

behaved

as

if

I

was

a

poor

student

but

the

truth

was

so

opposite.

I

was

a

grade-A

student

and

felt

very

bad

that

she

would

think

so

low

of

me.

So

in

seventh

grade,

I

focused

on

my

studies,

I

would

pay

attention

to

the

class

fun

but

would

also

be

confined

to

my

bench

solving

math

problems.

Many

times

had

I

got

an

‘A’

in

her

test

but

her

behavior