There's this girl in my history class that I've liked for a little while. Let's just call her Whitney. She's beautiful, smart, popular. She sits a few seats ahead from me. All year, all I wanted was for her to talk to me at some point. Well, she did, but not how I had hoped.
A few days ago in class, I was just sitting down in my chair, just looking at her and admiring her beauty before class. She just turned around and said "God, why are you looking at me? Every class, you're always watching me!" I was shocked, I didn't know what to say "Seriously, it's like I can FEEL your eyes on me and it SICKENS me!"
I just said "No, I was just looking at the board, really," but she just turned around and said "Oh, whatever!" And everyone in the class just snickered.
I feel so humiliated. Why would she do that to me? All I ever wanted was for her to like me, but what she said hurt me so much.
A few days ago in class, I was just sitting down in my chair, just looking at her and admiring her beauty before class. She just turned around and said "God, why are you looking at me? Every class, you're always watching me!" I was shocked, I didn't know what to say "Seriously, it's like I can FEEL your eyes on me and it SICKENS me!"
I just said "No, I was just looking at the board, really," but she just turned around and said "Oh, whatever!" And everyone in the class just snickered.
I feel so humiliated. Why would she do that to me? All I ever wanted was for her to like me, but what she said hurt me so much.