I'm over this, but I'm still hurt. This guy, a crush of mine for a little over 2 years, cared only about one girl, but that was a lot of girls. There was one girl, A, who became his best friend. The girl he did anything for, even breaking her up with her boyfriend somehow, was B. He was crazy about her, but she was only kind okay with him. And BOY was I jealous. I felt like HEY DUDE!!! I LIKE YOU ANDDDDDD I'M SINGLE!!! ACKKKKK. (ded) man, I was crazy. I did everything, but he only ever noticed me once. I finally worked up the courage to ask him out (Not really but you know, like, hello will you be my boyfriend mashed into three words.) A did it for me. I WAS SOURLY REJECTED AND WENT HOME EARLY. *Ahem* So the next day, on the bus, he said he'd changed his mind. I told A. THIS IS WHEN LIFE GETS REAL BAD. She told people. SHE GOSSIPED. It got around to The Boy. He said he NEVER SAID SUCH A THING, AND THEN HATED ME FOR SOME REASON. I had a really bad day. I eventually got over him a little, and lived life again. I would still aimlessly stare at him or try to get him to notice me, but less so now. I was okay. One day, in orchestra, he was still crushing on my best friend (Story later) and he actually sort of noticed me. Then I found out he was moving and I would never see him again. Sometimes I wonder what he's doing, what he's thinking about. Who his new crush is. But I'm okay. Ish.
