dirty bradstreet

how was i supposed to know

The mad kid:
I was the one that sat with the mad kid when nobody else would. how was I to know that we would become friends later in life? how was I to know that one moment would affect my whole life? He looked mad all the time I didn't think he would ever change! but here he is long brown hair and happy as a clam now I know I thought wrong, I judged him before I knew who he was when I sat by him,all the other kids were screaming "don't sit there" or "why is she sitting with him?" the truth was it was the only seat left, I didn't want to sit with him I truely tried to avoid sitting there but,I had no choice now I have weird dreams about him,he likes me on a high level,and I just need to figure out why he likes me is it my looks,my personality, or my voice he keeps talking about all these other guys that like my style,but it's hard to tell if things are going to work out if I go out with him I'll be part of the gossip and I don't want to be everyone makes a big deal out of it even though they have boyfriends themselves