Lane, Boy

XII

(skip forward a few weeks)
My mom picked me up from school and took me home. It was great because I don't have to ride the stupid bus. I hate that bus. I don't like the people on the bus and the route we take is awful.
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"I need your help with a project", Josh said as soon he walked in the door when he got off the bus.
"What kind of project?" I skeptically asked him to see if he would answer me.
"Something in the bedroom." I was getting nervous because we were going to be alone in a bedroom with a door that has a lock. I'm regretting accepting to help.

"You're so ready", Josh said as I handed him another piece of tape that I had ready for him to take. As he took the tape, our hands glided against each other. My heart skipped a beat.
All we did was taping string all around the room. Thankful. I was really nervous.
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Remember, this is inspired by a true story. All that's happened so far happened to me, but I'm going to have the ending how I want it to be. In case you forgot. But I'm going to skip a lot of the older stuff because 1) I forgot and 2) it's not important. 😉 I'm sorry if these updates aren't very long.