"Jesse", I say to myself as I take in the hottest name I've ever heard, but that doesn't leave alot of options since the only others guys I've met are my dad and my brothers. It was amazing. The way the name rolled of my tougue like, like, like I don't know what. I'm too starstruck to think straight.
Then it hit me. You think he's waiting for a relpy? Should I tell him my name? Of course I should. And tell him that I'm desperately in love with him. But what if he's a Hidden? What if he told me his name just so I would tell him mine? Is Jesse even his real name? Oh who cares! I'm going for it! Obviously I can think straight. Maybe a litle too well.
I searched my room for a pen and paper. I tore my room apart! I was so desperate to have some sort of way to communicate with him that I wasn't paying attention and stubbed my toe on the leg of my bed.
"Shit!" I said as I tried to walk off the pain. Finally I found a pen and a pad of paper. I took the cap off the pen and wrote the words "I'm Faith" on the paper.
I tore off the sheet and pressed it against the glass, hoping and praying he could see it. I took it down after exactly 30 seconds, then waited for a reply. It was about two minutes before I saw the pad of paper.
"Nice name, I like it. I wish I had a cool name like that. It suits you.", My heart almost stopped. He doesn't think his name is cool! I'll show him. I wrote on the paper. . .
"Your name is way cooler than mine. It's way hotter too. Your name really suits you." Oh my gosh! Do you think he'll catch on that I just called him hot? I hope he doesn't, but at the same time, I hope he does. Then he'll know some what how I feel.
I held up the paper for another 30 seconds, then took it down. I waited for another reply. "Thanks. I wish I met someone like you before. Maybe we could talk in person sometime?" This time, I think my heart did stop.
