December 21, 2012: A
I cannot get her out of my mind.
I mean, I can NEVER get her out of my mind. But I seriously…CAN'T GET HER OUT OF MY MIND.
Maximum.
Max.
So tough. So adorable. So…beautiful.
So perfect.
Why can't I just grow some balls and ask her out?!
Maybe Ratchet's right. I'm a pansy.
But what if she rejects me?
That would be…ugh. Noooo.
But I can't just…forget her. She's literally right across the street. She's everywhere. And I don't think I would want to forget her, anyways. No. I know I don't want to forget her.
Gah. I'm such a creeper.
I doubt any other guy has issues this intense with his crush.
It's usually just like, "Okay, I'll ask her out."
"You said no? Kk. I'll go play xBox and cuss you out at my friends."
But this is…different. I don't want her to reject me. I want her to care about me. But how do you get a girl from hating you to tolerating you to…wanting to date you? Is it even possible? Especially with a girl like Max.
Groaning, I flopped onto my bed, slinging my forearm over my eyes as a song came on the radio.
You are on the top of my list of things to do-
Oh wait, that's not what I meant to say!
I'm sorry, please forgive me!
There I go again saying the wrong thing.
You are the amazing, incredible, wonderful type,
And I am just another boy in your eyes.
Oh well, I guess I'll have to settle for something less.
I wish I had what it takes to make her my own.
I snorted, rolling my eyes and reaching to turn it off as the next verse played.
She's a pretty pretty girl if you ask me,
And I really, really, really, really want her to be with me.
I hope she knows who I am, if not I'll show her around!
She's a pretty girl and I'm pretty in love with her.
You are on the top of your game when it comes to this,
And I don't wanna lack the confidence but that's just who I am.
I hope I find some way to tell you…
My hand fell limp as I listened to the lyrics, somehow identifying with this cheesy, balls-less radio dude.
That you are the prettiest girl in the universe-
Oh wait, the universe isn't big enough for me to explain,
The way your face could brighten up anybody's day!
I wish I had what it takes to make her my own…
She's a pretty pretty girl if you ask me,
And I really, really, really, really want her to be with me.
I hope she knows who I am, if not I'll show her around!
She's a pretty girl and I'm pretty in love with her!
She's a pretty pretty girl if you ask me,
And I really, really, really, really want her to be with me.
I hope she knows who I am, if not I'll show her around!
She's a pretty girl and I'm pretty in love with her!
I'm really feelin' like I'm starting to pull myself together…
So maybe I will be able to hold a normal conversation.
I'm really feelin' like I'm finally knowing what to say,
In situations where you look at me and steal my breath away.
She's a pretty pretty girl if you ask me,
And I really, really, really, really want her to be with me.
I hope she knows who I am, if not I'll show her around!
She's a pretty girl and I'm pretty in love with her!
She's a pretty pretty girl if you ask me,
And I really, really, really, really want her to be with me.
I hope she knows who I am, if not I'll show her around!
She's a pretty girl and I'm pretty in love with her!
Yeah, I'm pretty in love with her…
I'm so in love with her!
I processed the song while the radiomaster guy spoke, saying something about Pretty Pretty Girl by Stephen Jerzak.
Then I snorted, rolling my eyes and turning my radio off.
"That's just bull. Stupid pansy."
HYPOCRITE.
LISTEN TO THE SONG.
YOU LOOOOVEEEE HERRRR...
:333 *Cough, cough.*
I was a-wonderin'...do ya'll want the link to my blog?
If ten people say yes, I'll post it in the next author's note! :D
~Anna Ride