I'm having trouble reading the opening post as one large block of text, so I'm going to break it down for myself. Ignore me. This post isn't for any of you.
There's this girl. Last year I hated her...and well...I thought she hated me.
Why did you think she hated you? Were you superbly insecure until 2010 arrived? Details, man. It's all in the details.
But this year...She started saying Hello to me a lot...like almost every time I saw her...
So do me and my cousins. I like where this is going.
Then in our verbal written class...
I don't know what this is. It's not where Shelton Bejamin learned to talk, is it?
after I wrote a speech where we we're supposed to give a toast to somebody, and I gave it to myself (in the future).
Your grammar is slipping, but I imagine giving yourself a toast would be okay. Giving yourself a roast might be even more amusing.
She thought it was funny, and the next speech was to teach a skill to the class, and she suggested I do "How to be Cute",
I think she might have a thing for you.
I'll get onto to that particular though in a second.
Like with me and my cousins?
Well, the Hi's and Hello's continued for awhile. Awhile Back she offered me something, I can't exactly remember what, oh wait...it was a calender she made in computer class...I now regret not taking it, but she was "angry" at me for declining.
Bastard.
I just didn't want to carry something, and I don't every really bring my backpack home...
Leaving your homework at school isn't cool. It makes you an idiot. Grow up and get serious about yourself, lest you become one of those failures who ride the bus and mutter to themself.
But she seemed to..I guess forget about that. She then claimed to she upset with me because I didn't say Hi to her...
You broke the established social contract. Not surprising.
Well, she started to seem to talk to me more often, and I started to develop a crush on her.
Cute.
I would make comments about her to my friends, sometimes good, sometimes rude (Not like she's ugly or anything..just..sexually.), not that I meant the rude ones though.
Details, man. What kind of rude stuff did you say? Razor knows a few really great crude sayings if you're interested in hearing such things.
Her table in which she sits, with all her friends...was somewhat in front of ours. My friends began to pick this up. And one of them even told a few people. Although I think she definitely picked it up, as she would then begin to..as I think..get in my head. She'd say very apparent things to me like "I love you".
Run in the opposite direction. Now.
She asked me to join her group for this dancing thing she does for the school, and for an assembly, even though it was a day before they we're scheduled to perform, so I don't think it would have been possible.
Qui?
Her friend (with her right next her, offered for me to go over her house that friday, I nervously said I was busy.
Don't be a coward. Go with your natural response no matter who is standing next to who or send this other girl packing in the harshest manner you can think of. Trust me on this.
When I would be gone for long periods of time, or after christmas break, she'd say she missed me.
Run. Now.
She cheered me on during gym class (although I heard from this fat, obnoxious, unintelligent kid that she was making fun of me, though he's not the type to trust).
He's probably just trying to gain your trust so that you won't struggle when he tries to eat you.
I've had dreams about her.
I've had dreams about Will Smith. I was the other Man in Black. We were on a highway in my town. Badass.
One was a week ago, It was short, she said she was something with an S to me, can't remember the word, but it meant being nice because she felt bad for me, and I was at her locker. The other one was much longer, and positive. I was at her house, her room was messy. I had actually slept their, on the floor. I can't remember all the little details, I remember seeing her dad (who I actually never seen in real life before, nor do I know what he looks like.), and I remember holding her, and telling her I love her, and she's Beautiful.
Has anyone ever told you what "s" sounds mean in dreams?
This morning she asked asked me what happened to my elbow (it's like all roughed up, think its from my carpet, which is what I told her.), and she told me my hair looks nicer then usually, and has that flippy kinda look. So I flipped it for her a bit.
You pimp.
She also then, asked me to carry her books to her next class, which I excitedly said yes.
Excitedly?
....
At this point, I realized she might be trying to make this kid she hangs out with jealous, as he has sorta "flippy" hair, and he always carries her books. This kid is basically a Jock, he's got everything, the looks, he's on the football team..., he gets hugs from her, although so does a lot of other boys...besides me.
Run. Now.
You should seriously think about running this time. A guy on the football team is liable to give you trouble.
Well he comes up to me, and talks to me about a game I play, basically calling me a *** for playing it, and I would to if I we're him, except for the fact that he played it too. I quit the game a few months ago anyways, which he didn't believe.
What's the game? No Girls Allowed "Hide The Pickle"?
He then proceeded to take the books off me, and then thanked me for them.
So he wants to carry them?
I don't understand. I would have laughed in her face if she asked me to carry her books, yet you two are fighting over the right to do this.
I guess I'm not as hip as I thought.
I was shocked, but didn't do anything.
Well if carrying books is your cup of tea, you should have.
She didn't say anything to me the rest of the day.
Not even "hello"?
Although I did send her a message on myspace, and asked her if I could carry her books tomorrow, and that he rudely took them off me.
You're coming on too strong.
She hasn't responded yet. Do you think she actually likes me? Or is she just messing with my head, trying to get some laughs from her friends?
I don't know. You'll have to tell me more.
