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.