A few weeks ago, I saw this boy. Oh my god. He was just...amazing. I couldn't stop looking at him. I was in the middle of Central Park. So was he. I couldn't help but to want to know who he was. I wanted to be with this guy, even though I didn't even know his name. "Yo Troye! Come on!" Some girl across the grass yelled. The boy that I had my eye on got up and walked towards her. So that was his name. Troye. Suddenly he was gone. Off on his skateboard like he wasn't even there in the first place. Whatever. If it was just gonna happen like that, then why bother. It's just another high school crush.