Day 10: A confession
In the 7th to 9th grade I was close friends with a guy in my class. We had the same ambitions, we wanted to make the best out of school and we worked perfect together. Me and my girlfriends and him and his gang used to hang out at lunch and yeah, we spent some of our freetime together. Sometime during these years he told me he liked me. And I said I didn't, even though I just at that moment wanted to scream that I liked him back. I was just to scared.
