I hate you, Fuller James. I hate your floppy hair and your lopsided grin and those laughing blue eyes that always seem to be laughing at me. I hate that youâre the most popular guy in school and Iâm still the girl who sneezed and spit out her retainer on someone at a middle school dance. Itâs just such a cliché. I hate that Iâm being forced to tutor you in English and keep it a secret from everyone. Because otherwise it might put our basketball teamâs chances at winning State in jeopardy, and even though I hate you, I love basketball. I hate that it seems like youâre keeping a secret from meâ¦and that the more time we spend together, the less I feel like Iâm on solid ground. Because Iâm starting to realize thereâs so much more to you than meets the eye. Underneath it all, youâre real. But what I hate most is that I really donât hate you at all.
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