The Boy I USED To Like

I definitely don't like this kid anymore!

At school today, I get out at fifth period and I'm walking with my friend B***** and so we're just walking and she goes a little bit ahead with my friend A*** and so while I'm there trying to see if I can find A***** or M*******, he was next to me. I didn't recognize him because he didn't have his glasses on and also my infatuation is slowly but surely dying with him. So I'm minding my own business and I see him and he saw me looking at him (HORRIBLE TIMING I MEAN SERIOUSLY!) and he tries to scurry on ahead. D:< I'm not weird. Why do people think I am?! I mean I am, but they mean the bad weird not the good weird which is very not nice! So in my head I say to myself, "I'll show him, I'll prove him wrong." To me proving someone wrong is like the song "Pay For It" by Mindless Self Indulgence. In the song it says, "I don't want you to date me, I want you to want to date me!" For every guy who gets abnormally afraid of me, I will always be thinking of this.