I have a crush on my best friend. Not a good thing, at all. She's as straight as the yellow line on the highway. And even if she weren't, she wouldn't be interested in me, "we're just friends; it'd be too wierd." This is one of those stupid pointless crushes that inevitably comes about hen you hang around beautiful people with heart for too long. I'll live, somehow. At least I still have two days to mull this thing over before school starts again, otherwise I'd die.