I see how you look at me in the halls. It’s obvious you have a Cru.sh on me. I see the way your face turns red and you fidget with you’re around me. A few boys from class told me about that journal you have in your locker. You’re obsessed! What’s wrong with you? The entire time I’ve known you you haven’t had a girlfriend. Now that we’re close to graduating I’m going to tell you exactly how I feel. You’re a fucking loser. This is why I refuse to be seen with you and you haven’t been invited to any of my birthday parties. I’m not friends with rejects. You’re a virgin aren’t you? Our school biggest loser is a fucking virgin. NOT surprised. You’ve never even touched a girl have you? You’re too chicken to even ask a girl out. You know they’d say no, and you can’t handle even more rejection. Did you even have a date to prom? Of course not!