I HATE ADDIE
WILSON! Yes, I know if you put something in all caps you’re supposed to be
screaming. That’s okay, because I am
screaming. I really do HATE ADDIE WILSON! She told a seventh grader named
Michael that I like him. And now, every time I see him in the hall, he gives me
this funny look. And if he’s with his friends, they all start laughing.
Let me make one thing clear: I do not like Michael. I don’t
even know him! Not really, anyway. Addie just got this stupid idea in her head
when she overheard me telling Chloe that I liked his t-shirt. His t-shirt! Not
I don’t know if Addie misheard me, or if she heard me
correctly and just decided to do something mean and embarrassing to me anyway.
It really doesn’t matter. Either way it was mean, and I’m totally embarrassed.
And now I’m spending every day going out of my way to avoid Michael whenever I
can. If I see him coming down the hall, I quickly go the other way or dash into
a nearby girls’ room. Unfortunately, I’m not always fast enough. That’s when he
sees me and gives me those weird looks.
I wish I could think of a way to get back at Addie for this.
But I’m not really good at doing mean things. It’s just not worth it because I
always feel so guilty afterwards. Still, it would be really nice to see Addie
squirm with embarrassment for once.
My friends keep telling me I’m overreacting and that this
will all blow over in a few days. I sure hope they’re right. I don’t know how
much longer I can take hiding in the school bathrooms. Those places can really
I’ll keep you posted on what’s going on in my life. Be sure
to keep me posted, too. Okay?