creeeeeeeperrr.....

okay, so there's this guy named tay.
he's a white gangster.
yeah, you know those kids? yeah, i try to avoid them.

so anyway, he's actually pretty funny, but i keep my distance. during the classroom eliminations for the spelling bee, he and i were in the last two, and we battled quite heatedly, and i won. he's a good sport, and congratulated me for winning.

since he is runner-up, he goes to the school spelling bee too. the spelling bee was today, but yesterdy, while i walk past him in lunch, he says, "spelling bee's tomorrow." :grin

what could i do? be mean? i wished him good luck with a smile.

then today, during the spelling bee, he asks me where all the eighth graders were (since he and i were the only ones so far), and i just kind of sat next to him, but not really? i didn't want to be mean, since he hadn't done anything to me.

so then, the competition. woo-hoo, last like four. he got out, so he was on the ground level, below the stage, and he asked me if i was nervous. i said i was shaking, trying to be friendly (almost too friendly).

i win. so during the pictures, he walks up to me, says congratulations in my ear, and wraps his arm around me.

i must say, i did like it. i like hugs.
but don't touch me, you creeper! i hardly know you. :|||