The Neverending Crush

All about Jonah

Growing up as a girl, I always had friends that was boys which I played with, gone to school with besides Mathilda, but throughout my childhood I never felt the way I felt towards any boy the way I felt towards 'him'. By the way, I found out his name was Jonah McCall, a very smart student, very cute too, I must add.

It was a feeling I was not familiar with, it felt like I went from "no boobs" to "sudden boobs", "no piercings" to "navel piercing"
I didn't know what to do, talking about this sudden change of feelings and emotions was not an option. I had always been a very private person, so talking to my bestie Matty, was also not an option. I needed to figure this out for myself, I never had a boyfriend, quite frankly, the thought never even crossed my mind.

School days cames and go, my feelings towards Jonah increased, I found myself thinking about him all the time, nothing else mattered.

We never spoke to each other, but it didn't matter. Being in almost all the same classes was enough, though sometimes embarrassing especially when you get scolded by teachers for making mistakes in front of the whole class, wishing you could just disappear. I found myself trying to become the perfect student, just to impress him.

*A little about Jonah McCall*

He was a straight A student, usually you would think the only A students was geeks and nerds, but not my Jonah.
"Yeah you heard right, my Jonah"

He was smart, average height, dark hair, had the cutest face on a boy body I had ever seen, very presentable, well mannered, not like your average cutie. He was kind off shy, girls liked him, but that didn't matter to him.

He was the perfect 'boy student' if ever one existed. He didn't talk much, only when requested to, I could sense I made him him nervous too, but what would i know, I never had a boyfriend before.

I found myself going to school just because he was in it, it felt like I 'grew up over night'.

I found d myself listening to music just to imagine him there, I started keeping a diary to right down my daily thoughts about him, my dairy became my new friend, the 'book person' I consoled this new found feelings in.

"Jonah McCall, what have you done to me!!"