Portrait of a putz


A boy that I had a crush on is my art teacher's son. One day, as we were walking to his mom's car (I had a private lesson that day) he told me that I come to his house a ton and he doesn't like it. I said if a cheerleader went to his house, what would he think and he said, " You're not a cheerleader 'cuz you're a loser! And I would LOOOVE it if a cheerleader came to my house!" I'm over it now.

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by GL reader | 2/1/2016
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