True story about me. Please read

Hi my name is Po, aka the owner of this account. Let's go back a year, last year. I hope you enjoy this story for it is 100% true.

About a year back, I could hardly wait for the start of school once more. I wanted to have a new start, hopefully meaning I wouldn't be myself. I wanted to be someone that I was not... which is something you never want to do. See, last year, I wanted to be that girl whom was nice to everyone and everyone's friend.
I wanted to be her so bad, that I would do anything. How dumb was I though? I wish I would have known. I was already that girl.
Throughout the year I had many things go wrong. Such as this short story.

My best friend had come to the school that year, thus, I was looking forward to it. However she had to move to a whole other state, 12 hours away. I was heartbroken when I heard the news that day, though I soon got over it. There was a boy I had liked who had to move a state away. So on and so forth.

But then, after a month or two of school, four new students had come by. By then, my crush and I were beginning to somewhat like one another. I had spoken with one of the new students, he seemed rather nice. Another student came. I spoke with him too, and quickly earned his trust.

But the next day was off somehow. I had choir, thus I would be late by about 10 minutes. I inched my way into the class room, catching two new faces. A boy and a girl. Twins. A gave a small smile to each, fingering my side pony and nervously looking at them. Hours later, it was Science class, and the boy had to sit next to me. "Hello, my name is Greg [made up name, since I am not sure he would like his name used], Who are you?" He asked me that hour. I replied with a reluctant smile and a shrug. "Po, where'd you come from?" The words seem to come out of my mouth quickly, too fast. "New york." He smiled, before the teacher interrupted with the day's lesson. I found myself growing closer to the boy, and soon I befriended his sister. One day changed the rest of the year forever... I will never forget.
It was b!ble class, and I was grading his verse quiz, thinking about the fun my two friends and I would have at the theme park close by. They had the theme of halloween since it was nearing the day, and one of the girls had never been.
"More than Rachel?" I hear his sister say to him, but he quickly put a notebook over his face. I could make out one word, 'yes'.
HIs sister giggled, then smiled quickly. /Oh no/ I thought, though I had a slight clue of that they were talking about. I forgot to say this though, Rachel was the girl from his last school. He had a large crxsh on her, and she rejected him. He had told me that soon after we had meant, and he also told me he didn't want to continue living. I thought this over for a second, handing my paper back to him. "What?" I asked bluntly, only getting a nothing is reply from both twins. "Liars." I muttered, turning my back to him. In English I was pinned down by his sister, him in the back blushing. "He likes you." She smirked, tapping me on the shoulder. The rest of that day was nothing but explaining why he did... I grew quite angry. It seems every-time I get a friend, who happens to be a boy, they develop a liking towards me. It still happens today. He did ask me 0ut, I said no. And just before he did ask me the question, he became really annoying and gross... I was rude towards him the rest of the year. which brings me to this year...

I discovered I was in the same classes as him once more, putting a frown on my face. He had changed from annoying, to per vert in only a summer's short time. How could this be?

Now I found myself falling for him... He charms me every time I can put a finger on it, but why?
As I was asking myself this, I heard my mother call me down for dinner.
We talked a little, but one thing she said catch my attention.
"You may think you hate someone, but that hate may be love."
I was stunned by her statement, she had answered the question I had been dying to know.

And only a few days ago, before thanksgiving break, he asked me something.
"Po, why do we hang out, even though we hate one another." I was shaken by the question, replying with an, "I dunno."
I had to hold my tongue not to say, "Because maybe that hate has blossomed into a ripe l0ve?"


Sad thing is, he doesn't care if he is hurt, spat on, laughed at, even k!lled...
None of that happens to him today... but it might soon.

He wants to fight for our freedom, G0d bless the USA Army...

I also find myself having these vivid dreams... ones that scare me quite bad...



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