Lucas Doesn't Love Me After All

Today is the Sixth day of the Eleventh month of the Two-Thousand-Third year A.D. I'm going to get my little gift, most likely, today. I hope I do. I love him and he loves me. Now that's what I call a real relationship. One where each person loves each other. I hate those relationships where they don't love each other. I'm still wondering how he could love me. I'm so ugly. He says I'm the first he's gone out with in this school. All the rest are ugly. They must be pretty ugly. I love him a little too much. He probaly loves me a little too much too, but nobody will love me as much as Devon did. I hope he returns. I had a weird dream about Jason and my cousin, Ben. It was where we were like on a family vacation. We met up with my uncles and Ben. I gave him a hug, then I went back to my table with my parents and Lucas. Billy was somehow in the dream plot, but when I saw him, he didn't recognize me. Then I relized that Ben was Jason. It got more confusing from there. I also had a dream where we were in my U.S. History class, but the room was shaped differently and the desks were arranged differently. I hope he gives me that gift. He never did give me the gift. The gift was supposed to be a kiss. He did something else: he broke up with me. Before Science, just like Sean did. Sean broke up with me for me. As in, Lucas didn't do it himself. He told Sean to.

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