"I like you."
"Excuse me?" He asked, with a surprised face.
It was a sunny day, and I was in 10th grade. I was really nervous to confess to my crush, Martin, but I had finally gathered my courage.
"Um... I was just saying that... I like you. Since middle school, actually." I said.
Martin stared at me for a few seconds before bursting out laughing.
"Wait, wait, wait... You're serious right now?" he exclaimed.
"Well, yeah. Of cou-"
"Sorry, babe. I don't date girls with...that type of body.", Martin looked over at his friends. "Sheesh. I mean, who would ever date a whale...??" He snickered.
"Oh my god..". His friends giggled.
I had never felt so betrayed and heartbroken. I had never expected someone to hate my body so much, let alone my crush. I ran away as fast as I could.
Never again.
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The Jester
Romance(A short story) (Completed) 18-year-old Elise has lost hope for romance (or even friends) ever since her crush rejected her very rudely. And without romance and not many relationships in her life, she's gotten tired. Until one night, she meets a Je...
