ajr2295
Jan 23, 2008, 05:33 PM
I'm in 7th grade, and there's this boy that I've liked since 4th grade. (I know, pathetic, isn't it?) My good friend at the time was absolutely convinced that I liked this other boy, and she wouldn't believe me when I said I didn't. So I told her that I liked this other boy, even though I didn't, and eventually it became true.
In 4th grade we were actually friends. Me and my two friends would sit across from him and his two friends at lunch, mainly I think because we were forced to sit with our class in elementary school. But still, there were two really long lunch tables for each class. We would talk to each other during class (when we were allowed to; we both hate getting in trouble) and shared a lot of good laughs together. It was completely awesome!
But like all good things, that eventually ended. Figures.
In 5th grade, two "friends" of mine (at least I thought they were friends) knew that i liked him and ran up to him numerous times one day during recess, and asking him, "Do you like A***?" He apparently replied, "I don't know. Quit asking me that!" and his face turned bright red. Of course, I was nowhere near them at the time so I just know what I was told by my so-called-friends. It was really quite embarrassing.
My dad had set up a chat room for me and my friends off of his website, and only people I told about it could access it. I had asked my best friend to give him a note telling him how to get to it and that I had something to tell him that night.
So I went on the computer, and he was there, and I could see what he was typing but he couldn't see what I was typing, but eventually we got it to work and I apologized for what my "friends" had done. He said it was no big deal, and they weren't some of his favorite people anyways.
THEN in 6th grade, my dad's girlfriend's daughter found out that I liked him. I was calling him with a question about band, and she stole the phone from me, whacked against my desk a few times, and said, "Hello, I'm a friend of A***, and I just wanted to tell you that she has a HUGE crush on you! Bye!" and gave the phone back to me. What was I supposed to do? I apologized, he said okay, and we hung up. Nightmare. He was in my French class, my REACH class, gym class, and band last year - very awkward from that point on.
And finally, this year, he's in all the same classes with me that we had together last year. Every once in a while I'll turn around during band (he plays percussion, so he's in the back) and catch him glancing at me. He automatically turns away. And sometimes in French class I catch him looking at me (and I'm positive that it's me he's looking at because the French room is much smaller than the band room, with less people) and sometimes he doesn't look away - I do first. Like today I caught him with the side of his head on his binders, facing me, with a slightly "dreamy" look on his face.
I feel very, very, stupid about everything I have done that involves him in the past 4 years, and I was wondering if anybody had any ideas as to what I should do now. I wish things weren't so awkward like they are now, but I know that it's entirely my fault. I know so much about him (no, I'm NOT a stalker) and we have SO MUCH in common. Everything from grades to classes to pets to band & wind ensemble - I don't know what to do. :(
In 4th grade we were actually friends. Me and my two friends would sit across from him and his two friends at lunch, mainly I think because we were forced to sit with our class in elementary school. But still, there were two really long lunch tables for each class. We would talk to each other during class (when we were allowed to; we both hate getting in trouble) and shared a lot of good laughs together. It was completely awesome!
But like all good things, that eventually ended. Figures.
In 5th grade, two "friends" of mine (at least I thought they were friends) knew that i liked him and ran up to him numerous times one day during recess, and asking him, "Do you like A***?" He apparently replied, "I don't know. Quit asking me that!" and his face turned bright red. Of course, I was nowhere near them at the time so I just know what I was told by my so-called-friends. It was really quite embarrassing.
My dad had set up a chat room for me and my friends off of his website, and only people I told about it could access it. I had asked my best friend to give him a note telling him how to get to it and that I had something to tell him that night.
So I went on the computer, and he was there, and I could see what he was typing but he couldn't see what I was typing, but eventually we got it to work and I apologized for what my "friends" had done. He said it was no big deal, and they weren't some of his favorite people anyways.
THEN in 6th grade, my dad's girlfriend's daughter found out that I liked him. I was calling him with a question about band, and she stole the phone from me, whacked against my desk a few times, and said, "Hello, I'm a friend of A***, and I just wanted to tell you that she has a HUGE crush on you! Bye!" and gave the phone back to me. What was I supposed to do? I apologized, he said okay, and we hung up. Nightmare. He was in my French class, my REACH class, gym class, and band last year - very awkward from that point on.
And finally, this year, he's in all the same classes with me that we had together last year. Every once in a while I'll turn around during band (he plays percussion, so he's in the back) and catch him glancing at me. He automatically turns away. And sometimes in French class I catch him looking at me (and I'm positive that it's me he's looking at because the French room is much smaller than the band room, with less people) and sometimes he doesn't look away - I do first. Like today I caught him with the side of his head on his binders, facing me, with a slightly "dreamy" look on his face.
I feel very, very, stupid about everything I have done that involves him in the past 4 years, and I was wondering if anybody had any ideas as to what I should do now. I wish things weren't so awkward like they are now, but I know that it's entirely my fault. I know so much about him (no, I'm NOT a stalker) and we have SO MUCH in common. Everything from grades to classes to pets to band & wind ensemble - I don't know what to do. :(