Sometimes I feel like that writing to you guys. ^

Like, "Oh, heres a shoe, I made it and everything but its still just a dirty shoe."

I mean, you worked super hard on it, but then you realise that the shoe you MADE isnt even that great,
cuz people buy shoes at the store all the time and they are really nice shoes.
And then you have the one, sad little shoe by itself, and you cant even wear it because you didnt make a other one.

But, some people still appreciate that little shoe because they see its not like everyother high heel, cleet, or boot and they know you worked hard on that shoe.

Oh Boi that was just me writing mai thoughts and now it looks like an inspirational quote.

Gah.

After school, Blair sheepishly approached the waiting Hugo.

"H-hey Blair." He smiled and blushed, more then excited to be going on a date with the love of his life.

"Hi H-Hugo." She waved, walking over. "I uh, g-got some b-bad news."

(*fandom gasps, and Author Snickers.* Dont worry guys Auntie Karma gots this.)

"Oh..?" He looked at her, who sadly pulled out her phone.

"M-my mom n-needs help with her d-dance club.."
She sadly showed him the text.
"T-there is gonna b-be a d-dance compitition and I need to h-help  get everything r-ready." Blair, felt REALLY bad for having to cancel, and even worse because it was with HER FUTURE HUSBAND.

"Heh, N-no problem."  He sighed as he saw Blair walk away, but then a idea sprung into motion.

"Hey Blair!" Hugo ran up to her.

"Ya?" She smiled a little. She didnt stutter, Blair style, BOOYAH!

"M-maybe I could help you set everything up!"

Blair grinned. "Yah! That would be great!" She gasped and smiled even bigger when she realised she didnt stutter.

"Haha! Yes! Hugo style, BOOYAH!" He pumped the air, and realised he said that out loud.

"Hehe.. lead the way."

Huh Huh?

See what I did there?!

I AM SO SMART. DERP.

THIS IS GONNA BE GREAT.

STAY TUNED FOR THE THE NEXT CHAPTER.