"Should I start a conversation?" I ask myself as I stare down onto the screen. I'm in my room alone, so I'm not expecting anyone to answer me, if someone does, I'll scream. I should be doing my math homework, but I can't get Jason out of my head. That and I kind of want to talk to him, know if he thinks I'm weird because I stare at him all the time. I have Jason's number because I've known him since fifth grade, so we got one another's number somehow. We sometimes text, mostly about having things to do and if there's homework.
My blue eyes look the screen up and down as my blonde hair gets in my face making me swipe it away. Skimming from Jason's name and to the last message, he sent me and then the previous message I sent him. I seem to do this all the time, it's peculiar too. I wonder if all girls in eighth grade have that crazy crush that they just can't get over.
"I don't want him to think I'm obsessed or that I'm weird wanting to always talk to him," I whisper to myself as I shake my head and turn off the phone and start to get back to doing my homework. I would text him, but I don't want him to think that I'm into him because then I would be just like all the other girls. I want to be different and stick out to him. I want him to think of me as someone new and different. I can't believe I'm just rambling on about him. He'll never like me like he wants the other girls...
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The Pretty Boy's Crush
RomanceThis, like all romance stories, has one girl who is head over heels in love with the play boy, hottest, cutest, and most popularest boy in school. When he starts talking to her and being nice she starts to think that he likes her. But does he? Or is...
