we didn't talk much today.
he seems to have made a friend.
Emily Ross.
one of the more quiet girls. she had a few friends, not many. she's nice. I have nothing wrong with her. she's just too nice.
red hair, green eyes, round glasses, straight white teeth.
no wonder George wanted to be friends with her.
I'm not jealous. I have no reason to be. I'm glad he's making friends. she's a good person. who wouldn't want to be her friend.
I tried inviting him to my table at lunch.
"oh, thank you for the offer, but I'm going to the library with Emily. see you later Clay!"
and just like that, he was gone.
damn it. I was to slow. she snatched him right out of my hands.
I wanted to take him to the library. I wanted to impress him. I wanted to see his eyes explode with joy. I wanted to be the one he opened up to.
wait..
the town library!
perfect!
she only took him to the shitty school library. but he won't want to hang out after school. I just met him. we aren't even "friends" per say.
no.
if I keep thinking like that, I'll lose my chance again.
it's settled. I'll ask him tomorrow.
