What is love?

You see a guy and he see's you. The stars align and your worlds are at peace. You are too shy to meet his eyes again. You can feel his piercing gaze locked on you. You blush. A guy has never stared at you before the way he is.

"Is there something in my hair?"

"Do I look weird?"

"Was there something on my face?"

"Is he really staring at me?"

You finally gain more courage to look up at him and he's not looking at you. You look around to see if he was looking at someone else, there's only a few other girls around you.

"He was probably looking at them."

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A few days go past and you catch him looking at you more often. Then it starts to get to you.

"Could he have actually been looking at the girl beside me?"

"Was he staring off into space and I was just in the way of his eyes?"

"Does he think I'm kind of cute?"

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You start to think of him more often and you daydream about him. But he's out of your league. He is a popular guy who plays on multiple sports teams. In and outside of school. You only watch one sport, soccer. You watch it very rarely. He's kind of a block head and he's not too sharp, but you're smart and at least kind of focused on your studies and tried quite hard to get good grades.

He was out of your league and you were more than likely not even kind of on his radar.

You feel stupid thinking about him so frequently, questioning why you think he's so cute.

He could be thinking about you too, but who knows.

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Sooooooooooo this is obviously my first writing. I feel like it's not too interesting. It's like one of those books that aren't too interesting at first but get really good the longer you read it. :P please bear with me and continue reading. I SWEAR it'll get better and more interesting.

Thanks for reading,

Fluffy ^.^