So, there's this boy..
Yeah that's how all the storys start out right? Well, so does mine for today.. And maybe later, I dont' know. All I know is for now, that's how my story goes.
This boy. I call him Kip. Because, I really don't want to name him on line. Because, well, yeah. Saftey percautions, and such. But this boy, the boy I secretly lust after, hardly acknowlegdes my exsistance.
To him, I'm just some girl who's in track with him, some girl who get's nervous around him, some girl who doesn't really know how to act near him.
To me, Kips' not just some guy who I like a lot. He's the guy I want to want me. He's everything. He's cute, sweet, sensitive, funny. He knits hats for crying out loud. And he's more then that.. Just thinking about him sends shivers down my spine. I get butterflies each time I see him. It's really rather pathetic, but what can I do?
I'm hooked.
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