Yes, a category just about Will. Live with it.
Okay, first things first: Come the tenth of this month, I'll've been dating Will for four months. Sadly, it's summer-break, I don't know where her lives, and he doesn't know where I live. I gave him my number, but his phone doesn't work, so the ball's in his court.
Moving-on, I'm thinkin of doing a story about Cilan Dento (Yes, I think that's his last-name) entereing our world. And not just our world: Bulbasaur's Garden-Highschool. I'm gonna base the characters on users.
On Friday, I finally asked Will out, and he said yes. SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was too scared to ask him to his face, so I wrote Will you please go out with me? on a piece of paper and gave it to him before first-period. Before second, he gave it back, and there was a check-mark in the box next to the word yes.
I was so happeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!
Everyone teased us for the rest of
Me: "Is this safe for you?"
Noah: "I hope so." *Jumps off a four-or-five, IDK-foot-high fire-escape*
Me: *peers over the edge* "Well?"
Noah: ".....That didn't hurt." *Almost collapses. Me and one of the two eight-year-olds at my performing-arts center
Will: "Bombs are beast." Will, after we watched Spongebob in study-assist
Updated 29th November 2010 at 05:14 PM by Elphie