Halt a minute Yes!" I said He laughed. and I laughed with Did I walk to the classroom? Were my feet on the ground Perhaps they were. Or did I fly? I don't know. I thought. "He likes me! He likes me! I'm wonderful I'm beautiful, I'm great!' And then I saw Donna. thought, Oh, no! What am I going to tell her? How? When In the end. it was easy. When we walked home after school Donna said. "It's strange, Jack didn't ask me out Did you tell him? She was angry with me. She didn't say, "It was your job, and you didn't do it But she thought it. And now was ang I said. No, Donna, I didn't tell him Donna made an ugly face. "Right!' she said. "I'll never do anything for you! So don't ask me! didn't ask him because he's taking a girl to the disco, I said"Who?" she asked. 'Me,' I said.
Donna stopped. She looked at me, and her mouth fell open. 'Pardon?' And I enjoyed telling her Yes, I said. He liked me, but he didn't tell me. He was too shy I smiled. He likes freckles Donna said. But-but-but Then she stopped and started again. "There was something strange about that boy. I knew it she said. 'Why?' I said. Because he wants to take me to the disco, and not you"Oh, that's not important to me!' she said. I didn't really want to go with him. It was only a game. I like playing games with boys Wrong I shouted. You wanted Jack! "No, I didn't!" she shouted. "Yes, you did!'
Donna made an ugly face again. "Well, go out with Jack!" she said. I hope you have a nice time She said, 'nice time'. But she meant, 'I hope you break your I said. Tell me, Donna. You're jealous Right? "No, I'm not jealous!' she said. But she turned and walked away. "Donna wants me to feel bad, I thought. But I won't! Donna's not going to do that to me now. She knows something important, and I know it too. A beautiful face isn't everything! And I can't feel sorry for her because because it's funny! I started laughing. And laughed and laughed.
I did go to the disco with Jack, and we had a wonderful time Now were great friends. And he doesn't blush when he looks at me And Donna? Donna doesn't speak to me. When I try to talk to her, she walks away But she'll talk to me again one day because we are good friends, really. But things will be different then Oh, yes and freckles are great