Ok, so I’d liked him for 2 years and at the time, [ 2 years ago] I wasn’t noticing how immature or dumb he was, I just loved his very funny personality. We had this thing called ‘the stare game’ where almost everyday in one way or another we’d always be staring at each other. This especially happened more when the two classes of mine he was in, in my 8th grade class were suddenly without his presence as the semester ended and a new one began. As we moved on to high school, the staring was just the same [if not a little more even], but we didn’t have any classes together so we never spoke, though various times I would find a way to make myself ‘noticed’ to him by walking into the class of the same teacher I had a diff. period and asking him (the teacher) a random question, though I’d never be bold enough to talk to my crush himself. So as the year when ton nothing between us really happened, he just looked at me a lot and vice versa. Then this year, EVERYTHING had to change. He came to finally be in one of my classes and at first I was kind of upset that he was, but then I started being happy a little. He never really talked to me unless he had to, or wanted something, but then we started getting used to each other I guess and he started joking around with me a little like he used to. As the months progressed I was once again on a dumb roller coaster ride. There were days he made me happy and I just knew he absolutely liked me, and then days he would just ignore me or flirt with other girls and I’d end up crying for that stupid reason. The staring was still going on by the way, at lunch or when ever he was with his friends he never really stopped. There was one day where my I was sitting in my desk reading a magazine and my teacher told me to put it away and my friend just blurts out [to him] “Why are you always staring at her? Do you like her?” and he answers (in the most un sarcastic voice ever) “Yea, I like her…” then starts rambling on about how I was putting away the book all slow after the teacher had told me to put it away…So that really got me thinking. Then we went on Holiday break for two weeks and came back. Nothing really changed that much. He was still staring and I was starting to think of ways to tell him how I felt. Then, he started being really mean to me. I mean really. I don’t even know why I still liked him after this, but yea. He’d yell at me and sorta push me out the way when I was up getting my book or the papers we were supposed to be getting that day, and he and his little immature 9th grade friend were always laughing and looking at me, so I knew they were talking about me. Stupid as it was, it made me cry, but I still had feelings for him. And the staring was ending either. Then exactly a month ago tomorrow, I did something I’d never dreamed of doing. I told him I liked him. I wrote him a note and told him how I felt. Just three days earlier he’d called me ugly because he thought I’d been talking about him, when it was really my friend who was making the joke [I was just laughing w/her]. So, why I wrote him the note still, I guess you could say I’m just really stupid. If you can’t tell by now he’s way immature to the point where he acts like a 6th grader trapped in a 10th grader’s body, he’s not the brightest bulb in the box and he’s very outgoing and can make friends with almost anyone whereas I’m maybe almost the exact opposite. So for the next 9 days I was DYING anticipating what his reply was going to be because we were on Spring Break and I didn’t see him. Come the Monday we come back……nothing happened. I was so sure he was just going to give me a note back telling me he didn’t feel the same way or something, but he didn’t even do that. He never even tried to talk to me. So I couldn't even bring myself to look at him during the period, but my friend told me he was staring at me. And for the rest of the week nothing happened. He never talked to me, but stared, and continued to laugh and play around in class like he’d never even read the note. Then the next Monday, I decided to talk to him about it. After class I went up to him and asked him if we could talk and he agreed. I asked him about the note and why he never wrote back (I also noticed how nervous he’d suddenly become) to which I got the reply “I don’t write notes,” which is understandable because I guess most guys don’t. So I then asked him what he thought and how he felt. (by now he was half way to his seat in his next class and I was standing there in the doorway) “I just wanna be friends.” Came out of his mouth and I said Ok and left it at that. ‘Friends’…what type of friends he thought we were I don’t understand that. How you can call someone who you’re so mean to a friend, I don’t know. The next couple of days, I was pretty happy I’d just even had enough guts to talk to him about it, but then I started realizing how much I really wanted to add a d onto the “I like you” I’d written in the note. Because by the time I’d wrote the note I was already starting to get over him slowly and I felt like the note was just “something I needed to do” to finnaly get over him. The day after that little talk he stared. And then a couple of days later his little 9th grade friend was like “no eye contact!” when he’d gotten up to get a paper he needed, making me think my (ex) crush had let his friends make his decision for him instead of he making it himself. So now we’re here and the staring (though diminished just a tad) still happens sometimes, we never talk in class anymore he goes on with his life in class just as happy and immature as ever and without a care. Finally, my question to you is, do you think he did like me? I only care because I felt like he really did at some point. There were so many things that he did that at one point I was so sure….and if so, what do you think could have happened or changed that made him give up as I now have on him?
2007-06-12
12:39:30
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