Those Special Feelings

Dear Diary,

My father had once told me that everyone has a soul-mate in life, but it is up to us to find them ourselves. When ninth grade started, I started to believe that Diego Blues from my science class was my future soul-mate.

So there he was, presently in eleventh grade, sitting behind his wooden desk just diagonal to mine. With his stunning, brown, short hair,and light skin, it was difficult for me to look elsewhere. All I can ever think about is him, the most popular boy in the school.Today he wore, torn,black skinny jeans, a radiant orange shirt covered by a casual,unzipped,brown hoodie, and a pair of black and white converse shoes. He was looking as attractive as ever.

When I look at Diego, I feel a warm,pleasant feeling in my stomache. I get lost, gazing into his charming, light brown eyes.I get that kind of feeling when you watch one of those romantic scenes, in those romantic movies that you just cry to. When I look at him, I get the feeling you get when you go down a rollercoaster, the moment is just breathtaking. He, himself is breathtaking.

I just wish the one day he'll pick me up and say, "Amelia Bush, you are the most beautiful girl in the world," and ask me to be his girlfriend.

Only, that would never happen to a girl like me.

When I talk to him,my mind goes blank, and I just start daydreaming again. When I talk to him, I want to just make him laugh, make him feel like I care. I really do care, and I hope he does too. When I talk to him, I get a nervous feeling, like im going to mess up my words and frighten him away. Though, I only want him to do the oppisite, I want him to come closer to me, cuddle up, and make me feel secure.

I want him to be mine. I want him to be the one that makes me feel special and important. I want him to be my knight in shining armour. There are probably a million of things I want him to be. Most importantly, I want him to be my soul-mate. The one I will spend the rest of my life with. Will he ever feel this way about me as well?