I sat on my balcony in cold breezy fall air. It was the middle of the afternoon and I was tired with nothing to do. Nothing to do but think. I oddly liked thinking. It seemed the possibilities were endless on where my brain could take me. But lately my brain was only focused on one thing. Maz.
About a year ago I knew I hated him. I just couldn't stand him. But as we got to know each other (I mean got to know him) I somehow grew to like him later it eventually turned into a huge crush.
"How could I like someone like Maz?" I thought
It was truly a strange thought. I thought about some of my previous crushes. All of them handsome guys with perfect hair. Maz was completely different. After thinking for about forever I came to a conclusion that still didn't make any sense. He was cute in a nerdy and stupid way and I somehow liked that. But why?
I kind of felt guilty for liking him. I mean out of all the crushes I could have it was...him?
I wondered if he liked me back or if he was too stupid to notice. I was deep in thought until my mom came out onto the porch.