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Chapter 12My Name Is...Doubts just fill my mind. I second guess it all. Every single decision I make is doubted. I try not to show it, but my math grade is back to a C. If Mrs. Jaggi didn’t drop the lowest test grade, I’d be down to a low D. It’d be too obvious then.Nobody at school knows. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been there and I don’t want to ruin that. I want to tell someone though, someone who will listen. Drew and I never have talked about it. That could actually be changed. So I bring it up, and instead of talking about happy things tonight, we talk about the sad things.***The school year continues. The bad things never happen to my friends or me. Not that I know of anyways. Bad things could still happen to us. It could change us all.As the months keep going by, the feeling I have about the Circus Monster picture gets stronger. It engulfs my thoughts whenever I’m with Michael. I don’t show it, because I know it’s just my doubts.
Chapter 11My Name Is...Alyssa, Michael and I walk to the office, laughing. This is the first time that Michael has actually walked with us after school, so I’m a little surprised. Any other day, he leaves quickly to go to the bus. Alyssa walks into the office and I hesitate before following. Michael holds the door and I follow in. I stand up at the desk with Alyssa, and then turn back to Michael. He’s standing in the corner, hands crossed and one foot on the wall, a small smile appearing when he looks at me. I blink, and then smile back. My heart starts beating really fast and I turn back to Alyssa before he sees how red my face is.Alyssa turns to start walking and I snap out of my daze and follow. I get to the door and I look at Michael and he shoots his head up. He looks like he was in a daze too, because he smiles at me and holds the door again. I’m pretty sure I saw a little of red on his face too. We walk out and we say our goodbyes to each other. We say “see you n
Chapter 10My Name Is...It’s almost the end of first semester. That means Christmas. That means not coming to school for nearly two weeks. That means I can’t see everyone. Two years ago, I would’ve been glad. Actually, I might not have even cared. This year though, this year I do care. Two weeks of doing nothing, of talking to no one. Everyone lives in the town next to us, which is about ten minutes away.Two things could happen; One, I do nothing or two, Calista and Michelle will want to hang out nonstop. I wouldn’t have a problem with it, except that they get mad when I want to stay home and write or draw.They know I love drawing. They know I write, but it doesn’t benefit them. It doesn’t fascinate them. They don’t like it; therefore they refuse to take it as an excuse to not hang out with them. It’s not my fault that they can’t entertain themselves – that they need to be with someone everyday until that friend needs to go home.I pl