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This chapter may be ironic because of its topic and the chapter before this. But it's not bad if it's true, we've all had our small crushes.
Most likely the worst yet best feeling you are able to experience. Cliche expressions like "crushes are called exactly that because they crush you" are words I've never understood. Having a crush is fun, exhilarating, and purposeful.
I can safely say that every small crush I've had was over a boy with a pretty face and a prettier smile. Some had been able to make my face red and palms sweaty. That is until middle school decided to pop in and take away my interest in boys.
I became bored of every single one of them, they all seemed the same - soul wise. So instead I decided to direct all of my attention to my friends. I discovered my love of drawing and fashion. Throughout middle school and my two years of highschool only one significant person had made me see them as for who they are. They blinded me from clear thinking and choices.
The whole situation is ironic, he's probably forgotten all about me. Him being in college and I in my junior year of highschool pretty much settles our chances of any sort of relationship. I still stay satisfied today, a bit relieved that nothing happened.
This all brings me to my main topic, being in like. Blushing had never been something that had happened instantly upon seeing someone. Yet there's a specific someone that somehow had trapped me into a bottle of carbonated feelings just ready to burst any minute.
He may be the only interest I see in the whole school. Although his cold demeanor may intimidate others it simply has no effect on me.
It's a bit saddening, how he doesn't exactly know my name but I know his.
It may stay as an infatuation but will never develop into anything more.
But somehow I'm alright with that.
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