Saturday, March 24, 2012

Journal #6

I woke up from another dream about Henry. He was so beautiful. His crystal blue eyes pierced my heart from day one. However, I cannot compare to those girls that always surround him. They're all so beautiful but when I look at myself I feel like a muffin. Everybody sees me as a balloon that is about to pop. 

My phone rings, It's Laura. "Hey girl, how you doin'?""You know the usual, dreaming about Henry""Can you wake up? If you want him then just tell him" "Laura, have you seen me, I'm a cheeseburger!" "Shut up, just go for it. It is about the content of the heart, you won't die by talking to him"I sighed, I hung up immediately.
It was 1st period when I went to class al I could do was stare at Henry and how good he looked in that varsity jacket, Levi skinny jeans and Jordans. I wanted to talk to him so badly. The bell rang, and he was putting his books in his bag. At that moment, I knew it was my chance. 
"H-hi-hi Henry, you want some cheese?""Umm, no thanks Lucy", he said. I knew it, he didn't want me.I keep thinking of what Laura said as the day passes by me. If you want him then tell him. I felt confident. I saw him after school by the lockers, I knew it was my chance again. 
"Hi Henry, can I ask you something""No, I don't want cheese", he said backing away from me. "No... not that, prom's coming? Do.... you like, want to go with me?" "Um, no Lucy, I'm not going to prom, sorry", Henry walked away awkwardly. 
I ran home, I cried. I couldn't believe this would hurt this much, he thought I was a weirdo. But again, I remembered what Laura said, though it hurts, it won't kill me.I am just not going to go to prom at all.

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