A girl quickly punches a number into her phone and waits unil the other line picks up.

"Becky, I don't know what to do,I really don't.I love him o much but i don't think he thinks of me that way.I mean, whenever i see him or think of him,I can't help it.His smile comes across my fac.Sometimes he sees me smiling andsmiles back.That's when my knees turn jello and I get butterfliesin my stomach.I kow you think he's so adorable and cute, but if you look past that and actually hear what he has to say,you find a totally different person.He's so caring and considerate and he makes me feel like I don't deserve him.Well,actually,I don't deserve him.He's too perfect.I mean look at a the girls who fall for him.I could never be one of those.They're all so pretty and bubbly and....not me.I couldn't even start to compae myself to them.Bt whenever I think of him or see him, cant help it.I smile.Now, I didn't tell you this but he called me the other day about homework.I tell you,Imade a complete fool of myself.I was so embarrased. I shuttered the whole ime, but he was so sweet and jst kept talking and made me feel better .He's so perfect Becky, I don't deserve him.So why do I keep ishing a praying that he will notice me?Why?....Becky,Becky are you there?"

"This isn't Becky."

Petrified, the girl asks, "Then who is this?"

"This is the guy whose smile turns your knee to jello an I just wanted to say one thing.Everything you said just now was everything I wanted to tell you since the day I met you..."

~The End~