What is Love to You?

Am I Crushing?

I was about to introduce myself when me mother ran in panting, "Hun, could you come help me clean up some things?"
I almost sprang out of my seat with relief that she came and saved me from to talking to this guy.
"Sure mom, one sec."
My mother closed the door with a smile and left us, we were still the only ones in the room. I looked at him, he looked satisfied with everything. So I said, "Hey Cam. I'm sorry I can't talk right now but I really must go and help my mother, please excuse me. But we should meet again soon. Good bye."
And with that I left him in the room. After closing the door I had imagined him getting up starting for the door to come talk to me again, but he didn't. I turned my back against the door and gave out a short sigh and whispered, "I hope Paige is up there watching over me tonight." I squealed as I left, with a little hop in my step I was directed to the kitchen to find mother, and suddenly I felt my self blushing at her face.
"So who was that young man you were with in the living room?"
"Nobody mom. I was with nobody... That you would know." I said blushing again and she obviously saw it this time and asked me what was going on I really didn't have an answer for her. I've never felt this way about a guy before.
Was I crushing? What was I doing? Should I go find Cam and talk to him? Should I wait till he finds me?
I decided that last question first and waited for him to find me. I've read so many Cinderella stories I really hopped this was going to go nothing like that.
I was always that girl who stood out in school. Been the odd ball. I never actually fit into a category between nerd, jock, and popular. I mean I was popular with my fanpage, and I did dance 11 hours a week, I swim, sing. I finally realized I'm all three in my own way.
I was sitting at one of the tables set up for people to sit when they were tired dancing... And something was behind me half dozing out I could see a figure come closer, and closer then whatever it was sat down next to me at the table.
I leaned over, which was a mistake cause I was getting tired and I fell into someone's lap. I heard someone shout something to someone else and then I was out.