You couldn’t get over me Michael. Little bit of a hint. Then you ask who I like. It’s not like I could be more obvious I like you sill goose:) I love the way you text me after a successful day of skiing and not getting hurt I never ever ever want you to hit your head again or your back so you can’t go to tennis. I love your hair flip, so much. I hate how you look at other girls, and I hate that sometimes you leave me at lunch. But you are so nice. Grant says we were meant to be. Grant barely knows us Michael, but happens to be in our Spanish class. I really like you. And you know that. You like me just a little.
But here we go again, not like last time please. You know what I mean. Please, stay the same I like you just the way you are.