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a few days, and he’d forget about me again… well at least I hoped so. I wasn’t sure why he wanted me so much now, than before, but who cares. I actually cried in front of him, and told him how he hurt me, and he still refused to leave me alone. He watches me, and leaves daily notes in my locker, I wondered what exactly he wanted from me? He was with Blair, and I didn’t want anything to do with him… the one I used to refer to as Johnathan Asshole Pierce, who I have now nicknamed JP. It was better than calling him an asshole all the time, even though he knew that’s what I thought of him. More so now than ever, but there comes a time when one must learn to let go and change, so going forward I would refer to him as, JP.
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    It was a few days later, and things were going much better for me. It was Sunday and I was home relaxing. I watched my favorite film ‘Legally Blond,’ and afterwards, had a nice hot bubble bath. I needed to clear my head, and so far it was working. A few days of not being under the watchful eye of JP felt nice. Blair was over the day before, and we watched movies, and we played around with makeup, things were good with us. I decided to not let any of it effect the time we had left together, because before I knew it, she would be leaving for Cambridge, MA, and I would be leaving for my school of choice.  It was wonderful to take a bath, while thinking about which of my top two schools I would choose to attend in the fall. Once I got out the tub, I found myself smiling and giddy at how my life was panning out. I felt proud, and excited to have worked so hard, and to see the proof of that hard work, in the form of three acceptance letters, that sat on my desk.
    The third school was my backup school, a community college close to town, but not too close from where we lived. I felt as if the thoughts of my accomplishments finally broke me out of my mild depression, and I wanted everyone to feel as happy as I was feeling right now. I headed out my room and went to the kitchen, where my mother was making dinner, I kissed her cheek, smiling at her. “Hey there, so you’re feeling better?” She asked, as she chopped the onions and green peppers. I’ve been so consumed the last week or so, I was sure that my mother really appreciated a genuine smile from me at this point.
    “I think so. I’m sorry mom, I’ve been a little stressed the last few days.”
    “It’s okay, I’m here if you need to talk... your father is too, you know that, right?”
    “Yes, Mommy.” I kissed her cheek again, took the knife from her, and finished chopping the onions and green peppers for the chicken and shrimp fajitas she was preparing. The sizzling of the grill machine had my mouth water, and the aroma in the kitchen was intoxicating. My mother was so adorable, and I loved her so much, but she was somewhat of a waspy woman. She wasn’t loud or obnoxious, she was a go with the flow kind of gal. I admired her, and I wanted to be the same as her one day, because I thought she was perfect. I wanted to make her and my father proud, and I intended to do just that.
    “Where are your sister and brother?” She asked as she flipped the chicken and shrimps around in the grill pan.
    “Margerie is at her friend’s house, and Max is where he always is, playing video games.” I sighed.
    “She has a crush on her friend’s brother. She thinks I don’t know, but I do.” She shook her head, and glanced at me, smiling.
    “How do you know mom?” I asked in shock, but I knew just because my mother didn’t yell, didn’t mean that she wasn’t present.
    “It takes her four hours to get dressed to go over there. She is so young to have her first crush.” She swooned.
    “Yes, she is. There is nothing fascinating about having a crush .” I spit out, before I even realized it, and my mother flinched at my ire. No one