All night I thought about Roger. The day and his words just kept on replaying in my head over and over again, while I tried to imagine his voice.

But I didn't want to fall for him, I couldn't. If I did, I would just get hurt. I mean, I don't even know anything about Roger, but, somehow, when he had me trapped in his stare, I wanted be there for the rest of my life and it scared me, because I know that Roger doesn't want to be with me. How could he? He's perfect...amazing...and I'm just...just Mark. I'm nothing and he's mr.everything with everything...and more.

Beating myself up wasn't helping anything. I needed to get Roger off my mind...somehow. The only thing I could think of was calling a friend...Collins.

After about twenty rings his deep voice answered. "Hello?"

"Hey Collins. It's me, Mark."

"Oh hey. Is something wrong? You sound funny."

Was it really that obvious? Well, I guess I couldn't really expect to hide something from my best friend. Especially something this big...that I was in love...and it was drivng me crazy.

"Well...I talked to Roger today," I began. Collins knew I had a simple crush on him, but he didn't know I was falling for him. But how could I tell him? How could I explain when I didn't even know what was going on? All I knew for sure was that Roger has been in my every thought since the moment I first stared into his eyes until now and probably continue to be.

"And?" His voice was encouraging. "What did you say? What did he say?"

"Um...It was weird. First he got angry at me...I don't know why. And then he apologized..." I tried to explain what had happened today and I guess I had accidently left out the part where my body filled with butterflies and how I drownded in his eyes.

"That can't be all...Can it?" Collins questioned.

Should I tell him? I don't want him to think I'm crazy or anything. But I did anyways. It just poured out and I couldn't help it. I told Collins how Roger was in my every thought. How he made me feel happy and lifted. And how I fell, dead as a doornail, for him.

"Wow, man. Thats a lot...And he feels the same way?"

And that's where it caught me. It tour me apart. My stomach felt like it was gonna jump out of my throat. He didn't feel the same way, he couldn't. And once again, worry and shame filled my body. "That's the thing. He doesn't. At least...I don't think he does."

Collins sighed. I could tell he was scared for me and wanted to comfort me. "Mark. You just gotta talk to him, okay? Find out who he is."

"I know who he is! He's big time Roger Davis. Oh my God! How could I do this? How could I fall for him? Him! Roger Davis, the man with all the women, the king of Parker High, the most amazing man in the world..."

"Hello? Talk to him retard. Tell him how you feel."

I closed my eyes and flung my head back. "How can I do that? I know he doesn't love me...or even like me."

"No you don't man. Just tell him. He might feel the same way."

"Key word: Might."

"There's no way to tell unless you try. Believe me, if you tell him, and he feels the same way back, it'll be great. I know...When I first met Angel it was amazing. I thought she was the most beautiful person on this planet...no...in the whole univerese, and I wanted to spend my life with her and be with her as long as I could, and I am. Because I told Angel I loved her with all the heart in my soul and all the soul in my body, I am the happiest man alive...and you can be to. Just try..."

All I could do was tighten my eyes and rub my temples...I didn't know what to do. This was crazy. Telling him would be crazy. "What if he doesnt feel the same way Collins...I can't go through that."

"What if, What if, What if...is that all you can say? Well what if he doesn't? ...But what if he does? Just think about that...What if he loves you?"

Post::: short, I know. Everything is going kinda fast, but w/e. I needed to introduce Collins. Don't worry. Next Ch. will be better. It'll have more Mark and Roger stuff.