In year 9 I started to get to know a lass named Jemima who was the most different lass I knew in school. She was nothing like me and well that's what I liked about her in the end.

I got to know her when I was at Pleasure Island with my friend, "Doyle" lol we had a right laugh and well Jemima noticed that I wasn't like all the other popular lads. She probably realised that if anything I care about other people more than myself.

At first though I just figured she was just a lass who was a good friend to me. I saw her at break a lot and spoke to her when I walked past usually I just smiled like I always do but eventually I heard that she fancied me. I wasn't bothered I never told her to go away or anything like that. I just spoke to her as normal.