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       I stared at my crush who sat across from me in my 1st period. He gazed back with his heavenly eyes, causing me to look away with embarrassment. Though I looked away, his face was still clear in my mind. His soft black hair fell gently over his soft eyes, and his smile was heart melting. I glanced back at him every once in a while. I noticed that his eyes were always fixed on me.

       During 2nd period, I could only think about my crush. He was the only one I could think off. I couldn't get him out of my head.

       When 3rd period arrived, I got to skip it because of the perfect attendance awards assembly. But before I left, one of my friends came up to me.

"David likes you," she whispered.

I stared at her, my eyes wide.

"He thinks your pretty and stuff, do you like him back?" she continued.

"Y-yeah..." I stammered.


It was silent for a few moments.

"He told me that you are always looking at him," she stated, "I asked him 'why' and he said 'because I'm always looking at her.' "

I was so surprised. But I had a feeling that maybe it was not during lunch, I asked one of my closest friends [who knew David since kindergarten] to ask him if he likes me.

       At the end of school, my friend who asked David if he liked me said that he wanted to go out with me. I was very surprised. I looked behind her, and saw David walking towards us. The light reached him, and he looked absolutely angelic, like a mirage. I looked away nervously. I could feel his eyes on me, and I could sense his warm smile.

"Jessica," he called out.

His voice saying my name sounded so sweet. I wanted to respond, but I betrayed myself, and turned and walked away.[Actually, I ran away...-sobs-]

       As I glanced back, he stood there, as if frozen. I couldn't see the expression on his face. I felt so guilty. I regretted it...I wanted to cry...and I did when I reached home. I couldn't it in. Tears gushed out. Thoughts ran through my head. "Does he still like me?" I asked myself. Even now I ask that question as the tears fall upon my keyboard. It hurts not knowing what if would have been like if I didn't run away....what do I do? Please comment some advice....


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