The one who got away

Meeting for the first time

It was the first day of Junior year of high school. In history class as I was sitting there I watched everyone slowly pile in. Then all of a sudden this guy walked in. I couldn't stop randomly looking at him through out the whole class. I was attracted to him unlike anyone else for some reason.
Later that day in language arts I was sitting there reading a book like I normally do and five minutes go by. All of a sudden I hear his voice, so I turn and look and it was him. I got the biggest smile on my face and turned away. I casually looked over at him once in a while. Hoping he would notice me, but he didn't.
Day by day I watched for him to come in. I constantly caught myself staring at him. But yet he still never noticed me. I talk about him all the time to my friends. They always say we would be cute together. I agree with them.
A few weeks went by and he finally noticed me...
He came up to me and said "hi". I froze and didn't say anything because I was to shy. He said "it's okay to be shy, I understand". I then felt comfortable and said "hi" back. We sat and talked during language arts. We talked every day in both of the classes we had together.
Talking twice a day was the beginning of talking all the time. I was starting to like him a lot. He was so sweet and he was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to. He was the one that made me happy.
But then it was all to good to be true...