Soundtrack of life
February 26, 2005
I was preparing for a class trip to Paris my junior year in high school. A senior who was well below my interest radar suddenly became more interested in me than I would have liked.
I dreaded going to the meetings held in the evening where we learned about passports and exchanging money, knowing that he and his father would be there. Dreaded that his father may know that he liked me. Dreaded that my mother would find out he liked me. And for all of that I hated him.
His name was Jake.
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Who's Jake ??