I sit. In a desk. In Arithmacy class.

The sound of quills on paper buzzes through the air

I look up, I look down

I blink two, three, dammit twelve times

I can't get his perfect image out of my mind

Who is he? A prefect, yeah

Georgeous, yeah

Intelligent, yeah

Out of my league?

Doesn't know who I am?

DAMN STRAIGHT

Help me Tina,

my dear sister who now resides in heaven,

or burried in the ground, rotting all the way to hell

Life isn't fair,

Tina- why arn't you here?

My grades have gone down the toilet

my friends ditch me

shit, where they ever friends?

I've gone crazy for your best friend Tina

What would you say?

I lay in bed now,

his and your image floating back and forth in my mind

bouncing of of each other like bumper cars do

I miss you

Do you miss him?

I can't help but wonder,

what having a friend like him would be like

Did you have feelings for him?

Did he have feelings for you?

Or were you two simply just good friends,

through and through?

Well, good night Tina

Sweet dreams to you

sweet dreams to our kin

I love you,

And please don't hate me, I love him too.

Morning already

but you wouldn't know that,

would you Tina?

I always used to be able to run to you when things got bad

when things got rough,

when I got sad

I'm sad Tina

I think I'm loosing my mind too

Cedric, that's who

he shatters my heart every time

I see him smile,

to cover up something that is so worth his while

and I know he's not mine

I see him with his friends

I see him sad too

He's lonely,

oh what can I do

wait, it's not a question of what I can do

it's all about what I unfortunatly can not do

He passed me in the hall today

surprise, doesn't he always

but today, today there was something that happend

do you want to know why?

I can not tell you

I don't know why myself

but I'll tell you what happened

Tina,

please don't be mad

When I passed him, there was something in his eyes

Our gaze locked and something awkward occured

he smiled he did

at who?

at me!

Something special happened then

I'm still trying to figure it out

somehow during that split second eye contact

he told me a story,

a story of hope,

of us sharing something that no one else knew about

Of what though?

Tina. Do. you. know?