Little help
In sixth grade I thought Dustin, Keaton, and I had each gone to a different school, but nope they were still there with me but not for me. My mother started to date another guy that I wasn't to impressed with. My ex-friends band was displaced since it was only the two of them again. But other guys started accepting me as an athlete and one of them. I was happy I had some friends but they were mostly at football practices or games, and they had different classes than I since they were mostly seventh and eighth graders.Some of the sixth grade newbies had become my friends as well, they were mostly girly girls but they could be tomboys if they wanted to be. So every week I was talked to about boys from them, they asked if I liked anyone (nope!), and told me if anyone liked me. I sorta liked the chats cause then I could talk about my life, and cry infront of them and they either wouldn't care or would comfort me.
Around Christmas time, they had found out that Dustin had a crush on me, I was in shock for a few minutes, it must have looked like I was in shock and that I liked him back because they started giggling. After that I mostly kept to myself but the girls had brought me friendship, and the football guys had brought me out of my isolated shell. I was thankful for them because I would still be a loner and possibly a goth girl if not for any of them, they really, really helped me in life.
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