This story is more boring. And short. And boring.

Yeah.

So a few weeks ago this guy came up me and we chit-chated for a while. Then he asked me to tell him what my best friend said when I told her that he told me to say "Hi". (Did you follow that?)

He wasn't being creepy or anything, I do know him. Or knew him. ("Now you're just Somepony that I used to know!')

He's kind of my ex. But does 6th grade really count? Hardly.

But my best friend dated him though through the end of seventh grade to most of eighth.

That counts.

So I think he still like her or whatever. He used to be a good guy. High-Pitched? Yes. A tad girly? Yes. But good? Sure.

Now? Not so much.

Anyway. Enough of those pointless details. You honestly didn't need to know any of that. You suffered through that for nothing! Nothing! Mwahahaha!!

*ahem* Anyway!

A week-ish after that, I was sitting in math and I suddenly started thinking about what I would say to him if he asked me to tell him what she said.

At first I thought of telling him that It's was days ago, and that I didn't remember.

But as a kept thinking of it that day, I remembered what see said.

So after that whole day, I was walking to where I meet my best friend at the end of the day and here he comes, walking over to me, and the first thing out of his mouth is, " Hey, what did Allison say?"

This ended up longer that I expected. Oh well.

Suffer.

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