Last night at the graduation, Mr. K came out to see me. I am not speaking to him. I haven't been for a while.
Mr. K. used to be my job coach in VAL. That stands for the vocational adjustment lab. I used to have a crush on him but then I saw him talking to another girl and I got mad. I came home that day and threw my backpack on my bed and cried. Then my dad told me he is married. That was horrible too.
Mr. K. says we can be friends but I am still mad at him. My mom tried to explain that she had a crush on her 6th grade teacher. His name was Mr. Breen and he wore purple shirts. He would let her create the bulletin boards in his classroom. Then one day he asked another girl to make one. And my mom got mad too. She says I need to move on, but I still think Mr. K is sooooo cute. Maybe next year I will talk to him.