No, I think he may be looking.

But maybe just a little peek.

Stop. Just focus on ahead.

Good. He went behind the building.

Does my hair look okay?

Why is my dress wrinkled?

Oh gosh, here he comes again.

Quick, frown and try to look bored.

No! Then he'll think I hate him.

Okay. Smile and talk to him.

But what if he discovers that I like him?

What? Someone else likes him?

That can't be, he's mine!

No actually he's not.

He's not labeled with my name.

Look! He's talking to her, are they going out?

Does he still like me?

Or did he even like me at all?

He touched her hand again!!

I'll be moving away soon and I'll miss him.

My heart feels like breaking, my chest hurts.

I'll be fine. There are other guys out there.

No. Not like him.

Why not like him?

Aren't they all the same?

Yes. That is true. There are others out there.

But this is my first love.

The most cherished and the hardest to let go.

My breathing is starting to speed up again.

Here he comes to say good-bye.

I can't do this.

Yes you can. You have to.

Why did I do that?

I can't believe I was so short with him!

Now he'll never know!

Know what?

He'll never know how much I love him

Written by: Mercy Brianne Luis