It's official.

I've lost it.

I'm insane.

Psychotic.

Crazy.

Mentally unstable.

I should be put into a mental institute, no, an ASYLUM, because I am so nuts.

And the worst part about me logic it is that all this pandemonium is centered around one person and one person only.

I can't even say his name, because it sends my heart into such a frenzy that I can barely keep in mind how to breathe.

Don't get me wrong, I HAVE tried to stop the madness. I've tried keeping myself busy so I can't spend time with him. I've tried hitting myself on the head with a shovel. (Which ended very badly, mind you. Indy was the one who saw me collapse and woke me up by simply touching my face, a gesture that nearly gave me a heart attack.) Hell, I even read my tattered copy of Pride & Prejudice (Which I actually liked in the end, but found horrifying because I could relate so much to Elizabeth Bennett). I just can't get HIM off my mind.

He's simply...everywhere.

That's all there is to it.

Loving him is like staring at the sun; I know it's eventually going to blind me to the point where my eyes fry and fall out of my loopy head, but I just can't resist looking at it.

Somehow, in the past week or so, I've managed to keep up a pretty kick ass facade. I doubt anyone can tell that I'm completely head over heels for this idiot.

We're still close friends, despite the fact that one of us has gone off their rocker completely. We still hug each other every chance we get. We still shout at each other when feelings need to be released. And we still have those minute long sessions of light hearted banter, just to spite ourselves. By the end of the day, I have to clench my fists to and bite my lip to keep from kissing him. I'm not exactly sure how long I can do this; lie through my teeth and act like an innocent seventeen year old girl with not a care in the world.

I feel silly, wishing and hoping he can someday feel the way I do. But you tell me, what chance do I have against all the big-breasted bimbos out there, honestly?

I guess I could continue to live like this, if I give it all my strength. I'm aware that one day I'll probably crack, completly flying off the handle and spilling every secret out. Heaven help the person that sees that.

Ugh.

I'm down in the tomb, resting against one of the ancient stone pillars on my five minute break. My eyes are closed and I lean my head back against the marble, breathing in the musty air that could only hang around places where dead people are.

I hear his voice, barely a whisper across the room as he asks Oxley for a compass.

My eyes snap open, instinctively traveling over to where he's standing, bent over a map.

I watch him silently, drinking in every detail of him, narrowing my eyes jealously at the tattered fedora atop his head. His lips are set in a grim smile of concentration as he traces over the table, hazel eyes flickering back and forth like candle flame. His sleeves are rolled up slightly past the elbow, a fashion that only makes his lower arms look MORE toned and attractive than they already are.

I know he can tell he's being watched, but I can't take my gaze off him as he scans the room, looking for the culprit.

A smile spreads across his face as he sees me.

Caught in the act.

He tips his head oh-so-slightly to the right, asking me a question without the use of words.

I don't need a translation.

What are you doing?

I shrug, rolling my eyes.

Sitting on my ass and wishing I had your hat.

He replies with a wink and a small adjusting of his fedora.

If you want it, come and get it.

I stick my tongue out.

Screw you.

He laughs lightly, stretching his hand before picking up the compass again.

With a quiet groan, I stand up and go back to digging.

I find that despite my being insane, the feeling of his smile and laughter makes it all worthwhile.

Okay, IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT SO PLEASE READ THIS AUTHORS NOTE!!

I'm going out of town and I'll be gone till the 11th of August and while I could update a few more times, it would leave the story in a horrible cliffhanger and you would probably all stab me and burn me alive. So I'm going to update once more tomorrow and that will be all until the 11th.

Second, as you may know, I will be writing another story, the result of the poll I had a few weeks ago. I suggest that if you want to be notified when I start it that you should add me to your Author Alert list. Please, it will save me the trouble of personally notifying everyone.

Oh, and lastly, review and look for any errors of any sort.

Love you all!