Johnny wearily opened his eyes, squinting out into his darkened bedroom. In the faint glow of the alarm clock which read AM with its red digital numbers he could make out what appeared to be the shape of a person… or maybe a cactus sitting on the edge of his bed. Being crazy obsessed about a boy who doesn't know you exist isn't enough? What else is there? He goes after Susan with undeniable enthusiasm and passion but has barely ever said my name aside from the time we gave him that lozenge that altered his brain! So since Gil won't notice me and Eugene doesn't notice me… I must be ugly.
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