So this is my first post in a long, long time! I miss posting here. But this is probably the last post for a long, long time, too ;) I originally wrote this for my novel, but I thought it just fit so well here. I hope you all agree with me!

Enjoy :)

~ The Chase ~

You know what's really frustrating?

When you're an exceedingly handsome guy (like myself), a lot of girls fall for you.

So you get the pick of the litter.

You date a lot of girls, and I mean a lot.

They just can't seem to resist your charm.

But none of them really have anything…special.

They're all into superficial things, and you find yourself bored quickly as you date them.

The whole relationship is based on looks and material things.

The relationship is fake and torture to be in.

So when you finally find a girl…

A girl who is much, much more than just looks and items.

A beautiful, smart, funny girl who always sees the bright side of the worst situations.

She never ceases to make you laugh, no matter how sad you are.

She never bores you, and she just has a certain quality about her that you just can't explain at all.

And you like it.

No, you love it.

You realize you have more feelings for this girl than you originally thought.

So you decide to tell her…

And she says she doesn't feel the same.

You like a girl that doesn't like you back.

And then you remember those shy girls that tried to tell you how they felt, and you rejected them.

And you feel guilty.

Guilty now that you know how they feel.

And then the girl that you want but can't have just…walks away after a friendly goodbye.

She doesn't know that you're dying inside.

This is what Daphne Vasquez did to me.

That beautiful, funny, brilliant deaf girl that has me in this dizzying state, and I can't make it go away.

It's frustrating that someone like Daphne isn't interested in me.

She likes that photographer, Ernie, or whatever his name is.

But he barely acknowledges her.

How can I be around her anymore? She doesn't like me the way I like her.

It's just going to be awkward, and it's too much for me to handle right now.

I don't think we can be just friends as long as I feel this way about her.

It's not a big deal, though. We wouldn't have been together long, I'm going to boarding school in a couple of weeks.

I guess it wouldn't have worked out anyway.

So I'm going to live life as normally and drama-free as possible until I leave.

And that means staying the heck away from Daphne.

Because if I were to look into those striking green eyes, I know I'd melt instantly. And then the pain would come rushing back, and it would just remind me that I can never have her.

It's no fun chasing after something you can't have.