Regretting

Bryce Loski: All I ever wanted was for Juli Baker to leave me alone. 


Couple of years after...


Garrett: Are you freaking mental? Juli Baker? You hate her.
Bryce Loski: That's whats so weird, I don't think I do. 

Actually, I think I don't.

The time my Dad thought I was an idiot... because of Garret!

Bryce Loski: They are all chickens. 
Chet Duncan: I'm proud of you Bryce, you overcame your fear, you talked to her 
Bryce Loski: Oh yeah... it's no big deal. 
Steven Loski: That's what she told you? They're all chickens? 
Bryce Loski: Yeah. 
Steven Loski: She's a genius. You're both geniuses. Of course they are all chickens, a rooster is a chicken. The question is, is one of them a rooster or are they all hens? 
Bryce Loski: Hens? Who said anything about hens? Then it hit me... Garrett didn't know jack shit about chickens. 

Sorry! ( Blog Difficulties)

Hi, Yeah you in front of the screen! So, this is the first time I am doing this blog and let me say it was kind of difficult, the summary of my life are on the bottom of the page. Due to me not understanding how to write a blog... Sorry!

About the Characters

I am Julianna  Baker, You see this blog is about Bryce because he is the one who started it but I think if you read my part of the story, you would understand much easier. I was made fun of because of my uncle. That sycamore was so special for me I think nobody could understand what I really felt for it. And Bryce I don't know what to say because I caught him throwing my eggs who other people payed me for and I was giving them to him for free, the time when they were trying to cut the sycamore tree down and I was calling bryce to climb the tree but he didn't understand what it meant, and he did many other things but I think you understand.

I am Bryce Loski, My life tottally changed when I moved in front of Julianna Baker, part from that its never easy the first day of school when you are new. I did some pretty bad things to Julianna, like asking this girl out who Julianna hated, throwing away the eggs she brought which I later found out she sold to other people, not climbing that sycamore tree when they where cutting it down, and I think you get the picture I wasn't the best with her. But that tottally changed when I read the article and understood what the tree meant to her and I regret everything I did to her.