I stared jealously at the back of her head. They had been passing notes for a freaking hour! Don't you think the teacher would notice already???? Painfully, I can't say yes. Old is the oldest lady in the school, and her eyes and ears couldn't hear or see a roaring motorcycle if it came to run her over. I doodled helplessly with my favorite purple pen—hearts of course. Derrick scribbled a note back, causing a full out LOL from his 2 months, 18 days, and 14 hours (and counting) girlfriend. Her stick of shoulders shook, causing her raven hair to sashay oh-so-gracefully. She flirt-winked back and said, "Lunch?"

He replied, pretending to be a gentleman, "Of course, milady."

You might think it's sweet, like a soap opera. But watching a replay of it every single day, for 7 out of 8 periods? That has to make you sick, especially if you're me. And you have a massive crush on your best friend named Derrick Harrington, the most popular boy in school. He caught all the balls that flew toward his goalie net and caught my heart as well. But we obviously weren't going to get together anytime soon, due to that anorexic rat he calls his girlfriend.

When he told me of his huge crush on Alicia Rivera, my heart fell, but I managed a fake smile as he rattled on and on. That was the worst phone conversation I'd ever had. I'd had to run to the bathroom to bawl my eyes out for like, an hour, and when I came back, he was still talking about her, not even noticing that I had gone. But he never notices me as anything, except for "best friend". But I can't really blame him, seeing as I've never told him. Sure, I've rounded near the subject, but chickened out at the last moment a million times. I continue staring at him, who looks so lovingly at her I think he might as well bend down to kiss her 5 inch heels. Oh lord I hope the bell rings soon.