We need to talk (Revamped)

We need to talk (Revamped)

Originally, I had a little story on here called "We need to talk" but I realize that I literally gave out WAY too much personal info in it, so I took it down. I know that 25 people already saw it, but I don't want anyone else to see it. It's not that I'm being a coward because some of my opinions were a bit controversial, it's because I gave out names of people I go to school with and family members so I took it down. Anyways, it's basically the same as the original, so if you read it, you know that I'm a 13 year old girl who is trying to "change the world," one rant at a time. Just kidding, but I am trying to get people to hear me out. So, if you don't like an ignorant selfish girl writing, you might want to get off. Okay, I'm not completely ignorant. Bye.

published on February 26, 2016not completed

The Hottest Guy Alive

So, I'm starting this off by saying I SHOULD be doing homework, but I wanted to write this first.
I went to church with my friend Bay today, and it was great.... I saw this guy that my friend who also goes to that church has been crushing on. His name is Z (not his real name.)
So, I saw him and I was like "Holy mother of GOD, this boy is HOT." He was the cutest guy I've ever seen. And I know I have a boyfriend, but I am still allowed to appreciate the beauty of HIM.
Z played the drums for church today, and I couldn't stop staring at him. And I THINK he looked at me, too, but probably thinking "Why is this crazy chick staring at me?!"
After that, I kept finding excuses to pass by him. Bay said we (some of the church members) were eating at her house. Guess who also came? Z! I was ecstatic.
So, we went down to the basement where Z was playing drums and Bay's brother and Z's friend were hanging out. I kept staring at him and stuff, and MY LORD THAT BOY IS HOT.
So, me and Bay went to play Just Dance, and Z came upstairs to watch. I decided NOT to dance because, urm, I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of the hottest boy alive. So, I sat on the couch.
We talked, we as in Bay, Z, me, and Z's friends, for a while. It was great.
SOOOO I literally just left their house 5 minutes ago, and I was so sad to leave. :( But, like I said earlier, I have homework and my dad made me come home. But Z is now embedded in my brain.
At church today, the pastor was talking about marriage, and all I could think is "I wanna marry Z, the hottest man alive." I know it's bad, but I MEAN COME ON. He's in 8th grade (I'm in 7th) so it's not that big an age difference. ARGH he's so cute.

Okay, my estrogen is getting the better of me. I wuvs you guys almost as much as I love Z... just kidding, I don't love him. But he's really nice and cute and funny and any guy who can play the drum can just go ahead and give me a hug.
LOVE YA.
xx Mack
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