Star's POV
My gymnastics tornament was today at 12 in the afternoon. I was in the keuken-, keuken eating breakfast. It was 8 o'clock in the morning. My breakfast today was appel, apple cinnamon oatmeal. To my surprise, eating oatmeal at a slow pace made it even meer lumpy than usual. I put my spoon down in my bowl and stared at my lumpy bowl of now cold oatmeal. "Sweetheart, u got to eat for the tornament", zei my mom coming to sit volgende to me at the keuken-, keuken table.

"I'm too disappointed to eat, Mom."

"I know u were looking foward to that date, honey. But you'll have other dates."

"But not with him."

"Tell...

Star's POV
We unboarded the bus and walked the rest of the way to the mall, which was exactly one block. We kept talking. I said, "Hey. Do u want to hear a bad joke?"

"Sure. I love bad jokes", he zei sarcastically.

I chuckled. "Ok. So what's the only bloem who doesn't get any sleep at night?"

"I don't know. What?" He sounded meer interested.

"The daisy." He looked at me for a few minutes. Just staring at me, not saying anything. I wondered what he was staring at. I instantly thought I had some of my protein bar in my teeth. We stopped walking due to a red light. Why is he still staring at me,...