I search through an old year book coming across a photo of young boy that looks oddly familiar.Those eyes.I think I look to the side and find the choresponding name.There it is the boy I been slowly starting to fall for his name in bold black lettering.Awee adorable. I think and I pull out my phone. Trying to get the camera in focus I snap a few pictures of the book. Same elementary school how?I think I send it to him. "Hey guess what I saw in the year book." I text not expecting anything. I haven't talk to him in days. "Oh no" I get back almost right away. I smile a small smile. "Cute, but your hair is cooler now." I say "thanks." He responds. I send back a fourth grade photo from a old birthday party. "So we are even here is a old terrible picture of me." I caption it. "Its not terrible."he sends back and I smile knowing that's not true my eye brows nonexistent and my fashion sense that of zuri from Disney channel."I look better now."I say."yeah"he agrees. "Totally"I say sending a super cute selfie from last week.

After the no reply hours later I lay back and sigh.am I actually getting anywhere. I wonder.