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Danny. Henry.

Danny. I don't think I like him that much anymore. He said, to my face, that he hated me, but that's just because I made a mistake. Then in social studies we were making faces at each other.

Henry. Stuey's friend. Incredibly gorgeous. Hates me. Who can resist someone who hates you? Well, in this case. Having someone who hates you who you like makes it all the better, in my opinion. They make you want to make them like you, and then their smile-smirk is totally worth bothering.

Okay, so maybe this doesn't happen to all of you, but welcome to my brain. I honestly just wish Henry didn't hate me, and heck, didn't scream "EW" everytime I showed up. I mean, I said sorry, so what else can I do? But whatever.

Maybe the best things in life are the ones you can't have?

P.S. No, I don't like Henry. He's just really hot. But I don't like him. Don't trick yourselves. {if you know me at all you know what I'm really saying}