My name is Jessica Smith. I'm still in school and I like a boy. He's in my class and his name is Jake. Every time I look at him my face turns red. But I can never look him in his eyes. I told my friend Franchesca that she can tell him. She stalled for the whole day and started getting irritated when I kept bugging her. Until the last 2 periods after lunch. We had science and she called him to her table. I put my head down but I heard them.
"Jake! Come here."
"Yeah what happen?"
"Did you know that Jessica likes you?"
"That's nice. It good to know that someone likes me but I don't like her back."
I heard them and when I heard his last statement......my heart dropped. I felt like going into a shell and staying there forever. I was mad.....but I don't know who I was mad at. Why is it so complicated?
