I hear her singing every morning before school starts. Her voice. Her. I don't know who she is. Every morning, I come to school early just to stand outside of the girls' locker room to hear her sing. I don't know who she is, and every morning it drives me crazy that I still don't know.

Right now, I'm standing outside the girl's locker room with ten minutes till school officially starts.

Right on cue, her soft, beautuful, and altogether perfect voice starts singing "Call Me Maybe." I think to myself: Oh only if I knew who you were, I'd definately be calling you.

"Cameron!" My best friend, Matthew, calls when he walks in the school and sees me in my usual place.

"He bro!" I reply and jog over to him after looking towards the girls's locker room once more.