...e me think different. Like this one time, Janet nelson and her friends kept saying that I was just a cheap slut to my face. It got to me for some reason and I spent half an hour in my room crying, until Johnny found me and made me tell him what was wrong.
So I told him everything and you know what he did? He bent down in front of me, grabbed my shoulders, looked me in the eye and told me that Janet was a little bitch and that I was the most beautiful girl he knew. Then his brain managed to catch up with his mouth. His face turned red, probably as red as mine. He looked away and mumbled something about a new video game and if I wanted to play it with him. I said yes, but I ended up doing terrible. I couldn't stop thinking about what Johnny said.
So that was my life. Wake up, change my bedding or finish myself off, go to school, hang out with Johnny and admire him when he's not looking, chase off some girl that tried to make a move on Johnny, come home and hang with Johnny until curfew, have another Johnny dream, and then repeat the process all over again. But not today, it was a Saturday and I've made a plan. I will have Johnny by the end of the day... Or lose him trying.
It was the hottest day of the year. A whopping thirty five degrees and it was still only the morning. If I wanted this to work everything has to be perfect. Mom was off on some business trip in the next state over. I had already turned off the air conditioner so the house ...