"Good sa pamamagitan ng danny," I sinabi halik him on the cheek one last time."we may not see each other again but I will remember you." for the past week danny and i have been dating on a crusie. (sorry spelling? my mind is not working today.)We both knew the araw would come when we would not be able to see each other. Now it had come. I hugged him and walked down the gang plank.

4 months later

I went to the camp I had worked at for two years now. It was all so familar when I bummed into my best friend Max. He reminded me off Danny. But when ever I saw danny he reminded me of him. Was it max who I really liked and not danny? There's only one way to find out "max?" I sinabi to him "What?" he said. "Da ya think we could..... like go to a movie or somthing?" "sure!" he said. And we had a great time.

I needed more, more! I threw the book across the dimly lit, wooden attic. The book hit a stack of old newspapers. I tore open yet another book. Nothing would give me my answers.
    Why did I feel the need to care for Lucy? Why could I not get Alexander out of my head?
    There were pages, and pages of the thought process, but nothing to explain what I felt! Why could no one manage to capture these feelings, and explain them?
    A knock on the door interrupted me. “What?” I snapped.
    “It is past midnight, Damien. Come to bed,” sinabi Grey through the door.
    “I’ll come when I want to. Now, go away!” Could she not understand I was confused, and angry? She possessed such naivety.
    “Fine!” Grey yelled. I heard her storm down the steps. Then I heard her bedroom door slam. I let out a puff of air.
    Then I threw another book against the wall. I kicked the whole stack of books, and watched as they toppled over. I threw myself onto the floor, and began crying.