11/30 cont.

          Gym. It was time for gym. I guess you could say this was the only period that I really enjoyed... I think I enjoy it too much. We entered the locker room and I, as usual, went to my locker and I watched you go to yours. Your locker happen to be the one behind me a few lockers to the left. It gave me a perfect view of you when you changed. I could watch your muscles flex in the beginning of class and you put on your normal clothes with your body covered in sweat at the end of the period.

          At the end of the period today - when we finished putting away the basketballs - I watched you change from the corner if my eyes. I've been doing this for years now and let me tell you that your body only gets better as the years go on. I'm not trying to sound like a creep or anything, but I wish I had a body like yours. I'm just...normal. I hardly have any muscles or anything to show off. I've tried to work out, to get some muscle. But I just can't do it. How will you ever love me with this nasty body of mine?

...I'm nothing but trash...

Only five hours to go.