Ok, G-M likes me. And the thing is, I'm ok with it, even though I think he's shorter than me. (note to self: never wear high heels around him.) ...Okay, it's a thing, in case you don't know me that well.. i don't date guys shorter than me unless they're total sweeties. and even then, only an inch or two shorter.
Anyway, Danielle's the one who- well, if you want to know what someone thinks of you, you ask her. She'll find out. And even if you don't ask her, she'll find out anyway.
So Danielle and Jordan found this piece of hair on G-M's hoodie, and it was about the same color of mine. It wasn't the same length, but hey. So Danielle sad, "hey, been hanging out with Dee much lately?" and Jordan asked G-M if he liked me. And G-M just flipped him off, which- as I have gathered- is boy-talking-to-friends-speak for, "Wow, you're a good guesser." Plus, G-M's been dropping all sorts of hints.
Honestly, I wish there were a way to relay to him that if he asked me out, I'd more than likely say yes.
Becasue he is one of the exceptions to the shorter-than-me rule. 'Cause he is really nice.
Maybe I can talk to Jordan about it.
xDee (ooh-er, Chloe!)
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