Him-Chapter 4 Today the class had gym. We played capture the flag. Me and Jay were on the same team and I was secretly happy about that. He looked like he wanted to ask me something-which I knew what it was. But he never asked. He made eye contact with me, but I don't know if he knew it was me who gave him the valentine. If he did, well I'll just cross my fingers and hope he doesn't tell everyone about it. That would be so embarrassing! I just at least wanted him to talk to me. I thought we had a lot in common. I knew what it was. He had too much pride. He acted so tough on the outside but on the inside, he was soft and sensitive. I secretly made it one of my goals to try to break his shell and let him open his sensitive side open to me. I can be trusted and I wanted him to know that. But I could never just walk up to someone and force them to trust or like me. They had to do it on their own. Hopefully he would!

Him-Chapter 2 So tomorrow is Valentine's Day. I sat up late because I made a valentine. It was just a simple valentine, but actually it wasn't really simple. I made it for Jay. I wrote "I just wanted to say... Happy Valentine's Day" in calligraphy. I also made his name in wire. I taped it on the inside and tied it closed with a red ribbon. I didn't sign it. I was too embarrassed I guess. I thought it was fine if I just said that little. After all, I never really talked to him. I couldn't get any sleep because my heart was racing. I wanted to know what his reaction would be. Would he like it? Would he find out I made it and tell everyone I'm stalking him? I couldn't stand it if he went and told everyone. I'll just have to wait until tomorrow and see what he does....

Him-Chapter 3 Today is Valentine's Day and I went to school with the valentine I made for him. I had to do something about my crush on him after all this time. I decided to slip the valentine into his binder during LA. Ok, I had the valentine in my hand and was about to slip it in. I made sure no one would notice. They never really pay attention to me anyway, so I'll probably get away with it. But you never know. I slipped it in and walked back to my seat. I couldn't stop shaking! I felt like the world was spinning. I really needed to calm down if I didn't want anyone noticing. I could feel the color draining from my face. Wow, I never thought I would be this nervous. So in the next class, I didn't notice how he found it, But when I glanced at him, he was inspecting the valentine with furrowed brows. I was terrified. I was so tempted to run over there and snatch it from his grasp. But I couldn't. I wanted him to read it! I had to look away, and when I looked back, he was blushing and stuffing the valentine back in his binder. I almost died from that blush. He looked so cute with it!!!!! I'll never forget that face. It was definitely worth it to make the valentine! To be continued...

#life Sometimes you win, Most times you lose. Why is it like this? Sometimes it's overjoyed, Most times it's sad and depressed. Why is it like this? Sometimes it's like you're on top of the world. Most times you feel like a pawn. Why is it like this? Sometimes it fills you with abundance. Most times it strips you of your dreams. Why is it like this? It's a mystery. It's undiscovered territory that's waiting to be discovered. It's a lesson to everyone. It opens it's wonders to people who are brave and confident enough to find it. It shares it's wonders with you. But sometimes it reveals it's darkest secrets with you. Once you figure it out, you couldn't ask for anything else that would make you happier. But once it's found, it escapes again. It's called....#life.

Him-Chapter 1 I had just finished the test and handed it in; then I walked back to my seat. I just sat there and let my mind wander. The first thing that popped in my head was him. He sat two rows ahead of me. He was also sitting there, daydreaming. I wondered what he was thinking about. Jay was the type of kid who always joked around and acted proud whenever I was near. I was sure he liked me, but I had no way of telling. A friend of mine said he liked someone, but wouldn't tell who. I hoped it wasn't Carrie. She was always flipping her long, pin-straight brown hair with blonde highlights. I was tired of her flirting with everyone and acting like a snob. Personally, I think I flip my long, wavy brown hair with red highlights MUCH better than her. Not that I flirt with anyone, just getting it out of my face. Anyway, Jay was still sitting there, daydreaming. Just like me. He had short, fuzzy brown hair and a round face. And I always thought of him as a monkey because he had thick, but not big, ears. I thought he looked so cool and hot, but all the girls were talking about Dan. He was like the "hot stuff" and everything. But really, I couldn't care less. My Jay was much better. I waited two years, no actually three years for him to ask me out or at least talk to me. I would even be so delighted if he was just my friend. Maybe tomorrow. Maybe tomorrow he'll talk to me. Maybe tomorrow...I just hope he will! Maybe tomorrow.