I’m in 8th grade going to be a freshman in 7 months, and, I’m sure everyone knows how much change happens at this age. I’m what a person in my grade calls an outsider/geek. I think there is nothing wrong with that, just means I’ll have an interesting book to write when I’m famous. Anyways,there are these group of people who have their noses high up in the air and confidence so low they need to feel better by putting others down. There are the boys of that group and they are assholes. Well one of them, came up to me and asked me out as a joke. At first I was kind of shocked mostly because he was talking to me, a little bit because he was cute. Then I saw his friends snickering behind him and my stomach sank. I said right then and there, “No.” He went back to his table and all his friends went, “Awww!” or, “Rejected!” My friends told me my face turned red and still was when he back to his seat. One of them said he was asking out more girls and she thinks he being pressured to get a girlfriend. Now everyone is making fun of us. But, I had a thought in the back of my mind… what if… You see I really don’t see the point of having a boyfriend because I’m really busy with a solo thing for my chorus group, play practice, homework, planing my high school classes and getting the grades necessary for some(I want to be a writer/director and need to figure out what credits I need for a few collages I want to go to)… Recently, I get… shaky and nervous around him. My breathing and heartbeat even are weird. The more I keep shoving those things down and controlling them, the harder it is not to do that. So, I have reverted myself to not looking at him and acting like he’s a brick wall. His locker it literary 3 feet away from mine and his desk in most classes are closer to mine. He plays sports and is a class clown around everyone. He isn’t all that smart, good grade wise (I know because his friends and him talk to loud in class) and in the past, his Ex has took their business to Facebook and plainly told the world that he’s a player. Even my guy friends have said, he’s an asshole.
Evidence says he’s an ass and you know what they say, if it walks like a duck, quacks like a duck and, looks like a duck… it’s a duck.
I know he’s a jerk but, I still am feeling… I need help… Any advise?