This chapter was written by Cooldude_ fr_ Jesus_2021
Sunday, September 13 – Timmy McDonald
Mae. Why, why, why, can’t I just stop thinking about her? I mean, yeah she’s kind and pretty and all that, but, isn’t she kinda young? This was what I was thinking that sunny Tuesday morning. Ping. Uh, oh. Please, please, PLEASE don’t be Mae, please, I thought, crossing my fingers.
Seems like I wasn’t born to be lucky.
Because it was Mae.
Maelynn B.: Hey Tim.
Wait, what? I thought she was kinda shy. . . uhhh, what do I type, WHAT DO I TYPEEE!?!?!?
HeyIm_tim: hiii
Did I go a little overboard there?
Maelynn B.: How are you doing?
Phew.
Heyim_tim: great
Yeah, that wasn’t exactly true. Whoops.
Heyim_tim: u?
Maelynn B.: I’m ok.
What is she about? What does she want to tell me?!
Wait. She’s texting me, even though she’s shy, and I like her. . . so that means. . . wait, WHAT!?!? HOW!?!?!?
Maelynn B.: Tim are you there? Tim?
Whoops.
Heyim_tim: yea?
Maelynn B.: Are you busy?
Oh, dear. Uhhhh, Tim, make an excuse MAKE AN EXCUSE!!!!
Heyim_tim: yea sorry. why?
Maelynn B.: Oh nothing.
This is kinda sus.
Heyim_tim: ok well gtg cya
Maelynn B.: byeeee
Ok, that was too close. But, really, what does she have to tell me? Whatever. I walk down the street to the school and sit at my desk.
I decide to go to D. K.’s house and just chat. But little did I know what she would ask me.
“Hey Tim!”
“Hi!”
“Anything going on?”
“Nah, not really.”
Ooook, that wasn’t EXACTLY true.
So we chatted for a while and then she asked me, “Any crushes?” She smiles sneakily.
Uh, oh. I didn’t ask for this. What do I say, WHAT DO I SAYY!?!?!?!?
I force a laugh and say, “I’m not telling you!” in a jocular tone. She laughs and says, “You’re just hiding it.”
“I’m still not telling you!” I laugh– for real this time.
“Well, I got to go. Seeya!”
“Bye!”
I decide it may be now or never.
Heyim_tim: yo mae
Maelynn B.: Yeah?
I take a deep breath, and type the message.
Heyim_tim: y’ kno mae i. . . i kinda like you for some reason if you like someone else it’s oki im
just yknow. . . cant describe it. But I kinda. . . yeah.
Maelynn B.: Ummm… ok… Uhhhh… Well, what do you mean?
This is gonna feel cheesy.
Heyim_tim: well, i kinda. . . like you
What’s she gonna say?
Maelynn B.: Oh.. well, I guess that’s ok.. I really don’t know what to say.. 😂 But, I have to get ready for my flute class.. I guess.. See you tomorrow..
Heyim_tim: cya!
Phew! Well that’s over– finally! I put my phone in my pocket and turn up some music. Life is great.