I was nervous around him (obviously). And part of the reason/"motivation" to go to school was just to see him. Guys are confusing. He said he didn't like me but everyone else said he did. We chatted a lot. We talked a lot. We got in trouble because of each other a lot. Mom didn't like me chatting. But that's beside the point. The point was, I had fallen in love. (I hadn't fallen. It was more like gently tumbling). I wondered how he couldn't tell. Or how he couldn't see.
I was at Macee's and I was talking with her and she asked me if I like Gabe. So I thought about it. I said something like "I guess I kinda still like him." She's annoying so she started bluffing and saying stuff about "oh I didn't hear you can you repeat it" and stuff, so I said it again. And she recorded me.
The story starts at the honor science trip to ames at Iowa State University. I spent the entire first half of the day wondering what he was doing, wondering if he was thinking about me, blah blah blah stuff like that. I also wondered when was lunch. I was hungry, and there was a chance that I could see Gabe. I started talking with him and we just talked. I kicked him a few times (as usual). By the end of lunch, I asked for his hat to see what he would do. I wondered, if he gave me his hat, would he see me as more than just a normal friend? Or just some other girl that was weirdly obsessed? Or maybe, even just another girl in his life that was just a little more important than another one. He gave me his hat. On the outside, I was happy and calm. On the inside, there were butterflies dancing flamenco and playing Baroques on grand pianos.
Anyway. At the end of the school day, we started talking. I was walking out of the school, to the bus cause Gabe rides the bus but I had hyperstream that day. Anyway, I was telling him that I was mad at Macee. And he asked why. I tried to change the topic, ignore the question blah blah blah but undeterred, he kept asking me why. So I told him. Except, I said that I had a crush on him at the beginning of the year. I wasn't brave enough to tell him I still liked him. The look on his face was so surprised. He couldn't believe it. I didn't want to keep talking about it, so I turned around and headed back to the AELP room.
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Added by a friend- AND HE WAS TOTALLY IGNORANT OF THIS FACT SINCE THE BEGINNING OF TIME (school year) HE NEVER PICKED UP A CLUE AND NEVER THOUGHT THE LEAST ABOUT IT. IT WAS SO AGGRAVATING. HIS IGNORANCE TO THE FACT THE REASON THE TWO WERE SHIPPED AND GIVEN A SHIP NAME (GORDAN) WAS BECAUSE THEY HUNG OUT AND TALKED A LOT. And I'm done. Good job J. (And this part was added by rain_cloud137)
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