Talk:Kick/@comment-5997283-20130216104208/@comment-5463410-20130216152345

I agree with my Twin. That's what happened with this one boy I really hated. His name was Leo, but was not cute. He liked dying his hair, so this one time, he dyed his white-blond hair black, then shaved it off, and when it grew back, he dyed it red-velvet-cake red. He liked me because I always had my hair down and curled and I was passing Math because my sister taught me the material already. Also, even though he was considered tall, I was taller than him so he liked the fact that he had to look up to someone instead of look down. BTW, I was the tallest person in my class since Pre-K, and then it stopped last year. But anyways, he never admitted he liked me and was too shy to until my last day in school before I moved. It was at the end of the day, so I told him "I totally do not feel the same way. Sorry!" Then I hugged my friend for the last time and walked out of the building. So my point was...I agree with my Twin. I just had a really long way of explaining it.