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A/N: Alyssa's feelings for Cole, in her own words…

More than a Crush

I knew it from the first moment I saw him, he was the one.

"Cole, is your name Cole?" I asked him.

He flinched; almost falling off the bench when he realized four strangers surrounded him. It reminded me of the first time Taylor came to me, telling me about my destiny to be a power ranger. The sight of 4 of us must have been overwhelming to him.

"You can come with us, you can help us save lives," I told him, but it didn't seem to impressed.

A few days had passed since then, and Cole seemed to be adjusting well to his new role as leader of our group, and getting to know the others as well. At first, Max and I seemed to be the only ones willing to open up to Cole, but now, even Max had other things on his mind.

I knew that Cole would need a friend, especially with the way Taylor had been treating him, but honestly, I had ulterior motions for befriending him. I wasn't sure why, but I felt something for him, something more than a mutual respect like I had for the others.

'Jesus Christ Alyssa, he's not even your type,' I thought to myself. Just looking at him, draped in rags and that dingy string around his head, I wondered what I saw in him. After we cleaned him up a little, even though he insisted on having that ridiculous red band on his head, he was gorgeous.

His muscles, his smile, the sound of his voice…

But it wasn't just his appearance, it was his innocence, yet ability to lead our group that made him appealing. Even as time went on, Taylor had to admit that there was a method to his madness.

'He doesn't even know I'm alive though,' I thought to myself.

Sure, he knew I was the white ranger, the Noble Tiger, he knew that I was a member of his team, but that's all he knew. I tried to give him signs, tried to get his attention without looking like I was throwing himself at him. You'd think by being raised in the jungle, he'd have a sixth sense, some kinda intuition about those types of things.

'I guess the tribe he was from didn't teach him much about woman,' I thought.

So I find myself watching him from a distance, giving the others the illusion that I'm studying, but really, I'm staring at him, watching him as he sat on the ledge in the Animairum. I find myself wondering what he thinks about, what goes through his mind. Wondering if he notices me at all.

'Hell, Max seems to notice it, why doesn't Cole?' I wondered.

Don't get me wrong, Max is a nice guy, but he isn't really my type. He's a little too… goofy, for my liking.

So, until I find the right words to tell him, and the right way to say it, Cole will never know my little secret.