I just switched into gym for my exploratory.
I hate gym.
Not just because I’m not a great or good athlete, but also because of the way all of the boys act.
It seems like every time we have gym, one of the sporty boys feels the need to notice me, and not in a good way.
This time around, it’s a boy named Luke.
My nemesis – Luke.
First, he started by saying things like, bounce a ball much, Jake?
Run much, Jake?
But now, and I don’t know how he found out, he’s calling me “gay.”
This is wrong on so many levels.
First, the word should not be used as a put-down.
Everyone should be accepted for who they are.
Second, just because I am not dating someone, doesn’t mean I do or don’t like girls.
I mean, I’m in seventh grade!
It’s too early to date.
What would we even do on a date?
I don’t drive.
I don’t have money.
I wish Luke would stop noticing me, really.
It would be great to be invisible whenever I needed to be.