It would be wrong to stare at the new girl standing in the middle of the courtyard.
It would be wrong to feel a slight leap in your stomach, when you realise that she sits next to you in three classes.
It would be wrong to be overjoyed at finding out that you have to share a textbook.
It would be wrong to want to linger onto her firm handshake, and just feel the softness of her skin for one moment more.
It would be wrong to replay the words "I'm Buffy" in your head over and over for the next hour.
It would be wrong to feel your heart flutter when the third thing you say to her makes her give a short, tinkling laugh.
It would be wrong to try and find out everything you can about this new, blonde, exciting addition to your school.
It would be wrong to try and impress her, the only way you know how; by taunting others.
It would be wrong to try and teach Buffy how to act before she met her friends, so that she would be accepted immediately.
It would be wrong to invite her to the Bronze, in the hopes of slipping away for some time together.
It would be wrong to leave her at the library with a smile on your face and a song in your heart.
It would be wrong to feel jealous at seeing her being hit on by two of the nerdiest guys on the planet.
It would be wrong to tell her information that she would have heard soon enough anyway, because you wanted another excuse to talk to her.
It would be wrong to feel the tiniest bit turned on by Buffy's slightly morbid questions about the dead guy in the locker room.
It would be wrong to feel worried about the petite blonde when she runs off looking queasy.
It would be wrong to be filled with joy when you see her at the Bronze.
It would be wrong to hope that she was looking for the girl who invited her.
It would be wrong to approach her in the intentions of asking for a short dance.
It would be wrong to want to grab her right back when she pushes you against the wall.
It would be wrong to stare at her lips, when you should be staring at the stick in her hand.
It would be wrong to feel like time has stopped when she utters your name in surprise.
It would be wrong to want to kiss those beautiful, ruby lips until the sun comes up.
It would be wrong to suddenly remember that your friends are behind you and that you have a reputation to uphold.
It would be wrong to be horrible to her for the next few months, for the sake of keeping friends that you don't even want that much.
It would be wrong to push down your feelings for Buffy, in return for staying popular.
It would be wrong, but Cordelia was gonna do it anyway.