Composition

Theres this story about the persimistic letter Z who is always last. One day he was walking to the bus stop to take the bus to school when he saw his friend ,the letter A who was sitting alone. A and Z said hi and sat beside each other. After a few moments of silence, Z decided to tell A something.
"Hey A, can I tell you something," said letter Z"Yeah, what about it?" said letter A
"Well you see, I kinda like this girl from this class of mine but if I tell you her name, you probably will laugh and if she finds out, she probably gonna will hate me. In fact she never or hardly even notices me and I myself hardly even notice her. We hardly even talk to each other. I don;t much about her. For all I know, she's already have some guy who love her even more. Nah who am I kidding, this isn't love. Just a desire. Nah forget about it."
"oh Z, i know you like the letter M, there's no need to deny it. Everyone knows you liked her" Said A
"M? no, no no I was talking about the letter A , oopps no wait, I didn't said that! Pretend You did not hear what I just said" said Z
"What! You were talking about me?" said A
Just at that moment, the bus arrived
"Oh gee will you looked at that, the bus just arrived, see you in class, or not" Said Z as he hurrily boards the bus
"Hey wait! Z!" said A as she quickly grabbed her bag and boards the bus as well.