Love is a tough thing

It's called a crush for a reason

My name is Celine, im 16 years old almost 17.  This is the story of how one boy ruined my life. As you may guess like any normal teenager if you may call me that:  I had a crush, everyone goes through it at one point in life. They call it a crush because it literally crushes your soul, to know that you're just a nobody and the chances of him/her noticing you are like -.0001%.  But let's not get ahead of ourselves, let me go back to the very beginning through my memories and let me explain it from a little inmature girl's point of view. His name is Damon, he's chocolate i love it, he's a year ahead of me and that's all i know. We take theater class together and i can't help but stare at him each instant. I remembered the first day of school when he walked in, i was obviously the first one there because i'm a nerd and im too much of a good girl to risk being late. Besides the point, he walked in laughing with his friends probably thinking this was an easy A but boy did he have it wrong. His smile was so brilliantly white, he had a cute goofy laugh, he was semi short, and he had a nice body. Sadly he would never notice any details about me not even my name from that stupid game the teacher made us play to introduce ourselves. Or so i thought. Today i was sitting in my same spot (benefits of always being early, always having a seat) and as i was copying this week's agenda down on my planner i feel somebody sit next to me and i would normally care less who it was but this person said "Hey, it's Celine right?" IT WAS HIM. HE WAS SITTING NEXT TO ME. AND NOT ONLY THAT BUT HE KNEW MY NAME. "Yeah it is, you're Damon?" i answered with a question of course i knew who he was, but i wanted to keep the conversation going hopefully it would. "Yeah, i hope you dont mind if i sit here, i promise i won't make any noise or bother you. I just don't feel like talking to my friends today and i know you're super quiet and that's all i crave right now." Wow THE DAMON, was sitting next to me by choice AND HE NOTICED IM QUIET. "Sure, don't worry." I replied with a smile. He was so cute, especially while he slept. Yeah, he fell asleep for the first time in that class. Yes i watched him everyday in class and at that moment while he slept. Dont Judge. Class was over and the bell rang. He automatically lifted his head up and his eyes were red and puffy. He was crying. OH NO POBRECITO WHY IS HE CRYING. WHAT DO I DO I CANT DEAL WITH EMOTIONAL PEOPLE???!!! "Hey damon, are you okay? What's wrong?" DID I ASK ONE TOO MANY QUESTIONS? PROBABLY. DID I REGRET IT? NOPE I REGRET NOTHING. "Oh shit, you can tell i was crying huh?" HE WAS WORRIED ABOUT THAT? "More or less if i didn't know i'd probably say you were high" WAIT HE PROBABLY THINKS I THINK HE'S A STONER. "Well i guess that's somewhat better, i wish i could just go home. What class do you have next?" AHHHH "I have study hall and you?" FRIENDS??? TOo sooon??? "None i'm skipping, getting away from this hell hole, come with?" OH NOPE BAD IDEA. "Sure, why not? " DID I JUST AGREE TO SKIP?  "Okay come on then, i'll take your stuff." And so we walked out of school, i had no clue as to where he was taking me but i was with him and he looked sad so i'd deal with it later.