puppy love

Maybe I was too young to feel true love. But I want to share a little story about something known as 'love' junior high schools kids's version hahahaha.

First, I feel that love just something inconvenient. Even very troublesome. Where I am, always and always my friends chanted the name of a guy, that even I do not know who he is. I was getting mad, until finally I said, 'What you Want? I do not like him! "
Did you know that all of the words we ever say is potentially to become a karma? But the kid who just graduated from elementary school does not think like that. When I say that, forever will be like that, I thought first.
Until the end I wonder who's the kid whose name always been shouted each I pass? seven days and seven nights I think about it.

'That's him,' said my friend one day. I started thinking, and since then my body moves itself. As if a signal is connected with the radar to track the presence of the boy.
Every time we passed, I immediately turned around quickly, as if he did not want to see his face. Every time his name is called by one of my friends, my ears did not stop listening to it carefully. In fact, I secretly wrote his phone number. What's wrong with me-__-
I do not even understand what I think, because my eyes kept looking for the figures. Many times I typed the word 'hello' on the phone, and ready to hit the send button, and of course the sms will be sent to him. But I dare not, I delete it.
Almost every day I looked at his cell phone number. why do it? Stupid.
Why do I think about it? Though we never spoke. even met him at a distance of five meters away, I've ran.

'That's because you're shy, you see him pounding,'
'And what that means? " I asked innocently
'It means you like him, stupid'

Huh? What if we avoid the one that means we like it? really strange. I initially did not believe, and to the hell with it.
But no longer, after I realized that I 'probably' did like him, he increasingly could not go out of my head. Always wanted to see him, always wanted to go to school to see him, always wanted to passing him. But, I'm ashamed.

I don't know since when, I often send a message to him. Asking what he was doing, what is his favorite food, what is his favorite band, even 'what is your favorite colour?' 'do you like paprica?'. Stupid question, but essentially I just wanted to be closer to him. Well, any way I'll do. Hem, I guess I really liked that boy.
Now my face is hot when saw his smile. It was like no tread on the ground. You'll be flying, until finally a biology teacher scatter all your dreams at that time.
Almost every day we speak, through the message excactly. why? because I didn't dare to speak directly, because I was afraid would be a laughing stock

If anyone ask me about that guy, except my best friends, I would tell them, 'I like him? Huh? Don't make me laught' but inside I nodded five hundred times

I even started listening to songs from his favorite band, eating his favorite foods, ranging memorized what he's doing now. I know I'm stupid, but I'm in love. puppy love, but beautiful.
I feel the current situation is not bad, because it can talk to him is the most unforgetable thing in my life ;;)