That night, as I was lying down in my bed. I though to myself. Could I really love some one this much? The words ” I love you” just came out, as if I was breathing. As if it was second nature. I guess that’s how love is.
But out of all people..Me? The “nasty lil tomboy” that people described me as. I guess love is in everyone’s books. Even if you’re not Brixley. I thought to my self laughing. Then I turned over and went to bed. Dreaming of what I could only dream of…Ty.

The next day I went to the “yard” to play some baseball.
As I walked out all I hear is..”Lindz and Ty sitttin in the tree. K-I-S-S-I-N-G. First comes love then comes marriage. Then comes the baby in the baby carriage!”
As they were laughing, I smirked and then gave them all a look, meaning..its time to PLAY SOME BALL .

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