The Writers' Circle

I like him, I think I like him, I don't like him. Oh, help! Sorry, I'm being rude, my name is Rosie Smith and I think that I like a boy in my year, called James John. To add to my stress, he likes my best friend, Natalie, and he doesn't even know that I exist. 

"Rosie? Phone!" my mum yelled up the stairs, then added " It's a boy!" she grinned at me and because I was in such a bad mood I shot an evil look at her. She got the message and left the room.
"Hello?" I barked into the phone, not realising who it was.
"Hi, Rosie, It's me, James from school. I wanted to ask you an important question," My heart skipped a beat. I managed to let a few words slither out of my dry mouth.
"Yes, of course," I started to smile at myself as I hoped the question was what I wanted it to be.
"Your friend, Natalie, is she single? If yes, can I have her number I want to ask her out." he said, as my heart sunk back to reality. Of course, Natalie, why didn't I think of that? I told him that she was single and gave him her number. I entered my 'I hate the male half of the world' mood.  My big brother came out of his room and asked me what was wrong. I replied with:
"Boy troubles, don't ask, if you do I will bite your head off. Okay?"  He nodded and walked away. I suddenly felt bad.

I reached for my mobile and sent Natalie a text
'NAT, JAMES ASKING YOU OUT. R X'
I lay back on my bed and started to wonder if she would accept. I really hope she doesn't. 

A crowd started to form around me as people started to ask me if it's true, Natalie and James are an item. Obviously, she had accepted.  Great, thanks Natalie, you have just ruined my life. The crowd that was around me suddenly drifted away to Natalie, who was just walking through the school gates, looking totally perfect, as usual. Golden hair blowing in the breeze, make up not smudged, and sun light sitting on her perfect bag. 

Then me, a fat blob with the wind messing up my hair, eye shadow smudged, and sun light getting into my eyes so that I could hardly see, and I was squinting.