I know I shouldn't love him. I shouldn't even like him. Yet, I can't help but be attracted to him. I know when he walks into a room. I don't even have to look, it's like I can feel his presence. I don't know how it happened. It happened too fast. All I know is that I find myself desperately in love with Elijah Goldsworthy. Me, Adam Torres, probably the last person on earth he thinks of in a romantic way. He doesn't know I'm really a girl. He doesn't know I like guys. He thinks I like girls, and so does he. If I'm right, he and Clare will soon be dating. They have such chemistry. I wish I had their chemistry. I want Eli to look at me with those eyes that make all the girls melt. I want to be the one he talks about all the time. But, I chose my path long ago. When I decided I wanted to be a guy, I thought I would never have these feelings for one. I thought that I was long over them. That doesn't matter though. I would put up with being called gay just to be with him. He's the one I want. I just wish that one day he would wake up and think I'm the one he wants too. I wish he would fantasize about holding me, kissing me. I'll just have to deal with the fact that it will never happen.