So, there he was.
Towering over everybody else, was this boy I’ve been obsessing over for the last couple years. He and I haven’t spoken once, and there he was, five feet infront of me.

Thump, thump, thump.
My heartbeats began to race, and my palms began to sweat. He had good lucks, although when I told all my friends that I liked this person, they all told me he was a “player” and led girls on.
Even though they warned me, I still pursued him. I wanted to fight the odds. That was the kid of person I am.
We passed eachothers in hallways a thousand times, and when I glanced at him, hoping he would say hello, he sometimes glanced back at me, and I would turn away. I wanted to know if he remembered me.
A couple of my friends were in the ski club, anyway. Dan, Janice, Kyle, and Lester. Lester and Kyle were really good friends with Jake (the guy I liked) so thankfully they could be my route in order to get in touch with him.

I sat down, and put my bag on my lap.
Then a tall figured moved in.

“Hi.”