He was the luckiest kid on the block. He had a huge house, a loving family, a swimming pool, and all of us as friends. His privileged life was nothing compared to mine. My parents never even let me add water to my sandbox. I couldn’t even make a proper castle when all I had to work with was dry sand. All I could do was make a heap of dust. I hated my parents; I was jealous of George, who lived across from me.

My life was a travesty compared to his. If I slammed my head into a door, my mother told me to stub my toe so that I wouldn’t focus on the agony in my skull. George’s mommy would direct him to his queen-sized bed and present him with a bowl of Oreo ice cream if he so much as had a mosquito bite. I loathed George, but I was in love with him at the same time. One of the older kids in the neighborhood even officiated a fake wedding between us two. I kissed him after our vows; my heart had never been so joyous before. I almost feared a heart attack.
The time has come to end this prelude; I am sick of my own babbling. I desire for you to actually meet Georg

“Hi, Jill,” he proclaimed with such energy that I had only one response.
“I want to have your children, George,” I added with a grin.
He looked at me as if I were a fungus growing on a loaf of bread.
“Jill, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
Now was my turn to puzzle over George.
“I thought you loved me…”

“I don’t,” George said with reservation. He was too scared to show his true feelings. He actually wanted to run away with Jill and take care of her for the rest of her life.

I didn’t know how to react to George anymore. I decided that I would pretend like he was the scum of the earth. Maybe then he would appreciate me.
“I don’t even know what I was thinking, George. I would never want to have your children. You are as ugly as a splattered frog. I don’t want any of my babies to look as disgusting as your face.”
George was hurt, but felt that he deserved this. He was a rather homely looking guy. His nose was too big, his eyes too small, his height too low, and his voice too high. He never even really had a chance with Jill. Nevertheless, he owed Jill a revelation of his true feelings.

“I actually do care for you, Jill. I was just in denial. I wasn’t ready to face my own feelings,” George declared from the depths of his soul.
I am not going to let George mess with my head like this. One minute he doesn’t even want to talk to me, and the next he wants me in his arms. No. I am not going to let this boy pull me around. I am going to keep playing hard to get.

“Silly, George. I don’t even like you. I was just messing with your head by saying I wanted your children. I can’t believe you even entertained the reality of that possibility. You’re such a loser. I am going back home to find another guy.”
She turned and marched away, hoping that George would pursue her.

George had other plans. He ran off to talk to Sally.

Finis