The Dramas of a 7th Grade girl with a Crush

Part 6

He confused me. He really did. Sometimes it seemed like he liked me but sometimes it didn't. He would sometimes talk to me, joke around, try to make me laugh/smile, but sometimes, he wouldn't talk to me. It was weird. Like sometimes, it seemed like he was really interested in me but sometimes it would just seem like he just wanted to be friend. I guess. 

Anyway.

We would talk, He would say something annoying and I'd give a fake glare and kick him. Then, he'd give me that "wounded puppy" look, all big eyes and stuff. And I'd just glare at him while the tried to look as innocent as possible. Anyway. It would never work. I'm good at hiding my emotions. 

Anyway, It was before Thanksgiving break. I was nervous 'cause we were friends and I had a crush on him and stuff... And I really liked him then. So I summoned all the courage I had. (I'm not a brave person. If I see a spider, I'll act all cool with it but inside I'm squirming and freaking out. Same goes with weird strange unknown insects...) So I asked if he could chat over the weekends. And I had to add an excuse that my sister was annoying so I wouldn't seem like a creepy stalker girl. And I didn't want him to think I was weird. He said he'd try.