One or two weeks passed since then and I started feeling....different. Don't be nasty. Haha. Anywayyy....I was talking to Dylan during history (of course). I looked at him when he was doing his classwork and blushed. Ugh I hate when I do that. It's so weird.
The day went on and whenever I saw him around the school campus, I would freak out. My heart feels like it's going to blow up. Bethany (my best friend) is always walking around with me and she KNOWS how I act when I see him. I look like a weirdo but that's typical for a day at school. Or anywhere for that matter. He's in my homeroom which doesn't make this whole situation any better.
