When he's around, I feel butterfly start flying in my stomach. The longer I'm around him, the more butterflies there are.
How do I talk to him? How can I? I can't even look at him. I want to curl into a ball, talk to my friends about it, and get some advise. I wish I could at least look at him. I'm just afraid that if I do, then I might stare. If he catches me staring, that will be like the end of the world for me. So, I don't look at him. The only time that I have even looked his way, is if I was talking to my friend across the room, or I was listening to our teacher, and he walked in front of me.
He said something towards me today. My teacher thought my B (my answer) looked like a 13 from upside down. He looked over and said, "It kinda does." My heart raced at those 3 little words. I just focused on my paper, and didn't look at him. I couldn't.
I might not be able to update until Monday when I go back to school, since this is based on personal feelings and real life.
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What is Love?
FanfictionThis is my version of "Is it Meant to Be" by @Winter_Plays. If you have read her book, then you will know that I am the one in love. Want to see my point of view?
