Please read all slides in the project beforehand. Chapter 6 - Tuesday: My eye flew open. No, it couldn't be, I counted on my fingers. Tuesday, today, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, three and a half days until the youth group? My stomach ached and tingled. My nerves were worse today, it felt like the butterflies in my stomach must have been weightlifting, and had now decided the front of my stomach was a perfect punching bag. Either they hated me or they wanted to be outta there before I talked to Ethan, in three days. I squirmed, no. I don't wanna do this. I sat there sadly as I looked for Ethan's little box on the meeting screen, but it wasn't there. Ethan wasn't at the meeting? That was unlike him. Then the teacher turned on the camera, the in person students were practising singing in the background. I saw him standing near the back staring at his watch. He seemed to then look towards the teacher, but someone was blocking both my view of him and him view of us. He then, no at all discreetly, bent forward and looked around the person blocking him. He almost seemed to smile. Then at the end of their singing practise, as everyone else was leaving, he turned his whole body suddenly towards us again and started looking around. None of us had our cameras on, especially not me, but he still looked very interested in looking at our profile pictures, or something. He walked out, still stealing glances back. Making my breakfast, I considered possibilities. He was probably looking for a friend. That was most likely it, he wouldn't be able to talk to them until the end of the day and wanted to say hi. Why would he look at me? I hoped he wasn't looking for me, then I would be very nervous. But even though I wanted him to not be looking at me, I did like him and I did want him to look for me specifically. Why did love have to be so hard to understand. 'Mellie?' I explained the whole scene of him looking at all of us at the meeting and on purpose looking past someone to see us. 'Oh he DEFINITELY likes U.' She said. 'My camera wasn't even ON!' I replied. 'He looked at the camera, why else would he do that?' 'Well, idk!' 'Hmm, sounds like you're flustered.' 'You think I wouldn't be when in three days I'm going to try to talk to him in person???' 'I guess.' 'Well I'm not feeling the best so, I guess I should go!' I wrote, hoping to escape my lovely, but flustering friend. 'Aw, what's wrong?' 'Um, my stomach feels like it's twisting.' 'Oh, okay.' So I left the chat and lay down, that made it feel slightly better. I turned on my playlist annd closed my eyes. My eye opened again as my mind wandered. *Please don't.* I told my mind. *Oh shush,* It replied. *You know you want to think about him.* I sat up and sighed, maybe if I did some writing or drawing, I might calm down and not have Ethan on my mind 24/7. I grabbed a piece of paper and sat there, staring at the blank page. Breath, in and out, I closed my eyes and let my hand just move. Unfortunately, or fortunately, whatever you think, my mind could think of only one thing at that moment. Ethan. I opened my right eye and.... I groaned, I drew him, Ethan, on my paper. I sighed and stared at it. Wait! That chin was way too pointy, his chin wasn't a spear! I fixed it and grabbed my computer. "Ways to tell if your crush likes you" I wrote. A video came up, "8 signs a man can't hide when he likes you." I clicked it. I laughed at almost every little thing guys couldn't hide if they liked you. I wrote it down and looked at the drawing. 'I'll keep an eye out for these things.' I said to the picture, I was going crazy. I grabbed my tote bag and started throwing things into It; An A5 book for notes, with my contact details. Pens and pencils. Glasses cleaners. Lip balm, in case I started picking at my lips while talking to him, I did that when I was nervous or stressed. I stuffed a couple other things in, I had to have everything I'd possibly need for Friday. (Ch 7:
