My fatass was eating all the junk that was supposed to be hidden from me.

But jokes on them, because I knew all the hiding spots from the top of my head. (Take that! Mom!)

Instead of doing my homework like a good girl, I just binged watch Netflix.

I mean I've been dyinngg to know what happens to Damon and Enzo in The Vampire Diaries.

(Seriously the wait is killing me!)

Plus, it's almost fall so like it fits well.

And I needed this.

A day to myself, where I really don't give a crap

about anything else.

(Anything else but Bryson...)

Okay no,not even!

I'm supposed to not think about boys right now, and just chill.

But what does my mind do?

Remind me of that idiot.

I mean, do I really think he even cares?

Would he really take me to some stupid dance when he'd rather be anywhere else? Fucking a hotter chic?

'Great', I thought, 'Now I'm over thinking.'

I let out a big groan of frustration and smacked myself with a pillow.

I was not gonna let a boy come between me.

My mentality was much too strong for that crap.

Plus this is my senior year, I shouldn't get distracted by boys....

Hm, Such a foreign word to me now that I think of it.

I don't even think I've ever had an actual boy friend.

Unless you count the third grade when Jonathan Ruiz asked me out as a joke, and went along with it until the next day and broke up with me.

I mean sure I always get "male attention" but they don't actually respect me. They don't actually care about me.

I've never had a sweet boy in my life.

I mean I know Bryson isn't sweet, but theres this little voice in the back of my mind saying that maybe, just maybe he has something to do with my life now you know?

Like a lesson to be learned.

And certainly not true love of some sappy love story.

Because if it is..I think we both know how that ends.

And with my reputation, I will Not let that happen.

My pride was simply much too strong.

'Then why am I even thinking about boys, if I SHOULD be paying attention to Damon and Enzo's serial killer actions!'

I swear, being a girl sucks when it comes to boys.

Even a girl with a strong mindset like me.

Because even I want someone in my life, someday.

Maybe not this year or the next, or the next.

Maybe when I have my life figured out then I'll definitely be ready, which will be when I'm what?

30?

'Shit, that's too old..'

I don't know, but when I'm ready I'm ready.

I just hope he's not an ass when we first meet.

'Cus that'll totally kick things off.

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"C'mon Leen! You're almost there! Keep pushing baby!"

I was huffing and puffing, like the big bad wolf did to the three little pig's house.

Except I wasn't doing anything bad, well except if you count my bad form.

Because I was terrible!

I didn't feel comfortable in my own body right now.

I felt heavy and stressed from not being in shape.

My shoulders were aching for putting alot of pressure on them.

But coach was right, I was almost there.

I needed one more mile, and I was so close but so far away judging by the blurriness of people I see at the finish line.

Since my 3 weeks were up, and my legs were feeling pretty good lately, I decided to listen to my body and run our last meet before district, last minute.

And as you could tell, I was getting stressed.

But I pushed just like my coach said.

And soon it was only 800m, so I speeded up passing 5 girls.

My goal was to at least make it to top ten out of 200 girls.

Which seemed pretty impossible since I never attended practice.

I was currently in 12th place, so I only needed to pass 2 girls to be tenth.

'You can do this Koleen, keep pushing through.'

'You are Koleen Pares, state champion, 1st place winner in track everytime. Don't quit now!'

The distance shortened to 400m, so I sprinted my ass off.

Or at least tried to...

I was so close to falling apart and loosing it, but as soon as I got closer to the finish line, I saw people moving away from something or someone.

My eyes diverted towards a big sign with words 5 feet from the finish line. I couldn't really make out the words but then a familiar person popped up with an orange box in his hands grinning wildly.

"Bryson?" I whispered confused.

'What is he doing here?'

Once I was closer I read the big red block letters that read, 'Will you cross the finish line as my date to HOCO?'

I was flabbergasted, and slowed down. Two people passing me which resulted in me going from 10th to 12th again.

My heart beat faster than it already was, and I felt my cheeks get even hotter.

What do I do? I can't not cross the finish line or I won't get a medal.

'I did say I'll say yes if he actually proposed...'

'But I didn't think he was actually being serious!'

'Just Do It, Koleen.'

I picked up the pace running faster, finally feeling light on my feet and passing 7 girls.

I was in 5th place, but instead of staying there, I pushed harder and finished in 3rd.

Cheers were ringing my ears, and amedal was placed around my neck.

I almost forgot about the proposal if it weren't for Bryson, who walked towards me with a cold Gatorade in his hands and smiling like a cute idiot.

I snatched the Gatorade from his hands and chugged it like I haven't had a sip in years.

"You said yes." He told me, still smiling like a cute idiot.

"I didn't have a choice did I?" I replied sarcastically out of breath.

I needed to walk around really bad, but that meant I'd have to walk away from him so I pretended I was fine.

"Ouch, after all the trouble I went through to put this up for you. Oh, these are for you by the way. They come with the whole proposal thing."

I received an orange Nike box and opened it revealing the shoes I've wanted for a really long time.

"You got me the Nike VaporMax Flyknit Women's Running shoe?! " I yelled clearly freaking out.

"Yeah you like them?"

"I freaking love them! I love you! Oh my gosh thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" I crushed him in a sweaty hug.

His chest vibrated which meant he was laughing so I pulled back, and responded to him.

"Yes Bryson Anderson, I will go to Homecoming with you!"

Everybody clapped which made me feel embarrassed that everyone saw my sudden outburst.

"And all it took for you to say yes, was for me to buy you shoes." He chuckled with a happy gleam in his eyes.

I rolled my eyes, "It was all cute really, it's just I didn't expect you to actually propose."

"Hey, I said I was being serious. You're the one who didn't believe me."

"I didn't know what to believe."

"Koleen! Get your butt over here, it's cool down time!" My coach yelled signaling for me to come.

I sighed and gave Bryson the shoes, "Will you hold these for me until I get back? Oh, and I want a picture with the sighn for memories so if you could hold on to that."

"Yeah sure, I'll wait for you."

"Thank you." I smiled at him, I hesitated whether I should hug him again or not because if I did, it would be too much hugging, but if I didn't then it'd just be messed up not to.

Plus I stinked..Really bad.

So I kissed him on the cheek and quickly ran to my teammates before he could say anything.

"You two are soo adorable!" Juliet exclaimed making me blush.

"Whatever, we're not even together." I protested then started jogging.

She jogged by me, "No, but you should! I see the way ya'll googly eye each other !"

"What? We do not!"

"Oh please, it says it all on your face."

"He doesn't even like me, so it doesn't even matter.."

"So you're not denying it huh ! You do like him!"

"Koleen likes Bryson!" Another of my teammates screamed.

"Shh!! He might hear us you guys!"

"Oh please, nobody's even here. Unless he's stalking you or something. That'd be creepy."

"I rolled my eyes," Not a word about this. You hear me? "

"Yess!!" They all sang, giggling to themselves.

'I love my teammates. ' I smiled yo myself.

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