He has liked me since, well, ummm… about second grade. Long time. He always asks me to all the school dance, and of course I reject him. He’s just not the kind of guy you would want to go to the dance with. His name is Ryan. He isn’t dorky, so I can’t say that, but he has a thing to him, that every time you go near him, he is competative. This is a normal conversation with him:

Ryan: Heyy wanna go play some soccer??

Friend: Ummmm. Not right now Ryan. I’m not in the mood.

Ryan: Awww. Come on man. Bring it Shawty!

Friend: Come on man, stop it, I don’t feel like it. Maybe later.

But, he does have a sensitive side to him, when he’s around me, that is. Otherwise he is like jerk jock 24/7. Godd. Its soo aggervating sometimes.