I see him everyday, he sits right beside me in math, he even smiles at me, but I still can't talk to him. I feel like squealing whenever he comes near me, I just want to tell him I like him, but he probably doesn't even like me, I mean, why would he? I see her all the time, she's beautiful, I want to talk to her so badly, but she doesn't even acknowledge me, she probably thinks I'm just an arrogant jerk, I just want her to see the real me, but even then, would she like me? There are two sides to every story, and that's certainly the case with this one. Highest Ranking So Far: #62 in teen fiction