It was in fourth grade. And I was totally smitten with Mikey. He was fantastic (well, not anymore - but he was then). He was so fantastic that I made him a beaded lizard (remember when those were so cool?!) and wrote him a love note... which I neglected to make anonymous. I slyly stuck them in his mailbox in the classroom.
Well then... she-who-shall-not-be-named saw me do it. And she TOLD him that I put something in his box. So he pulled it out and read it in front of the whole class.
I was mortified, pretended to be sick, and went home early.
Well then... she-who-shall-not-be-named saw me do it. And she TOLD him that I put something in his box. So he pulled it out and read it in front of the whole class.
I was mortified, pretended to be sick, and went home early.
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