Today. Walking to class. Alone with MM (as alone as you get with 400 people milling around, but no one could really listen to us talking).
I'm saying, "I'm going to go insane. No one loves me it's gonna kill me."
She says, "I hope it doesn't kill you. You need a relationship. Someone loves you."
I say, "Yeah... somewehere, somebody loves me..."
At this point I'm between her and a wall. She's the only person beside me and she says, "Technically the person beside you..."
"You love me?!?!"
"Yeah, I do."
"I - I love you too!" Maybe we were talking friendship. Maybe we weren't. I felt all fluttery inside for the next two classes.
When I'm with her, I almost feel like there's an electricity between us. It's dangerous. If any of you have read "Keeping You A Secret" by Julie Anne Peters, we're like Cece and Holland but in the ninth grade.
We're always hugging people, guys and girls alike, as friendship. But we've never even tried to hug each other. Maybe we're scared. Can she feel the sparks too? This is exciting, wild, exhilerating. Unpredictable. A thrill ride of emotions. I look forward to every school day because it's when I see her. This is better than anything I've ever gone through with a guy. She is AMAZING.