Guys, I have serious news. I think I'm in love. I've been feeling this way for a long time now, years actually. But, I don't know if it's true. We spend a lot of time together, everyday we meet up all the time. We sit at a table or a couch together and just spend time with eachother. I also don't know if the feeling is mutual, and I'm scared I'll be rejected if I say my real feelings. I guess I'm gonna say it here, loud and proud. I love Enjoy!

IMAGINE  YOURSELF...

  Laughing with your friends while sitting at the desk. Your teacher decided to end class early, since it was his birthday, and let you guys just Tait around and talk. You and your friends immediately huddled up together at a table in the corner of the room and began to giggle.

Across the room sat Brian, every girl's dream. He was your crush and every other girl's crush. He was one everyone wanted to have or be. He was perfect.

Little did you know, he stole glances at you every other moment and watched you from the corner of his eye. He loved your laugh, smile, eyes, etc. And he would do anything to go on one date with you but he thought you wouldn't give him the time of day.

Today, by all means, was going great. You just happened to have a perfect hair day, perfect outfit, homework done, had time to eat breakfast, didn't miss the bus, and just had a confident feeling. So confident that you were actually letting your friends convince you to going over to Brian and ask him out. They were good.

So, there you were, standing in front of Brian nervous as ever. You locked your fingers together then picked your hands behind you back then stuck them in your pickets and repeated the process again and again.

"A-a-a-and I just wanted..." You paused noticing that he had grabbed your hand. You glanced up into his eyes and he smiled. You couldn't stop the heat from growing to your cheeks.

"You know, you're cute when you blush." Which made you blush even more.

"I've been told that a few times." You looked at the ground and he laughed. You chuckled along feeling the nervousness vanish.

"So..." the awkwardness seemed to creep back up.

"So..."

"I really like your..." He looked at you trying to decide what to say. "Face." He blurted out and you couldn't stop the laugh from leaving your mouth.

"I like your face too." You laughed while scratching the back of your neck. He pouted and crossed his arms over his chest.

"See what you did?" You raised an eyebrow.

"What did I do?"

"You were so beautiful you made me mess up." Another blush found its way to your cheeks.

"So..."

"So..."

Why did God have to make awkward silences?!

Food.