Terence is the boy I like. I think he knows that, but he prefers Penelope. Penelope is a friend of Sophie's, she's blonde with blue eyes and freckles. A lot of boys are interested in Penelope, but she plays with them, getting their hopes up, only to let them down. I don't understand, I don't know if he's a bit interested in me or not, I don't know if he really looks at me, I don't know if he's really trying to get close to me, I don't know if he thinks I'm pretty too. I could answer these questions by asking him, it would be so much easier, but I can't, I'm afraid of being disappointed and humiliated. I'm scared of boys, I never know how to behave with them and I don't think they're interested in me. Girls my age have all had experience, but I haven't and I'm beginning to think that I'm the problem. Maybe I'm too noisy or not pretty enough.
Coming back to Terence, I've been interested in him for just over a year and I've never managed to talk to him.Now the year's over, I won't see him in the corridors again, I won't see him arrive on his bike in the morning, I won't try any more tricks to bump into him as many times as possible, I won't look forward to Wednesday lunchtimes, I'll no longer deliberately walk through the back door on Tuesday mornings to bump into him outside his history class, I'll no longer see him running his hand through his hair for the umpteenth time in the same minute, I'll no longer feel my legs turning to cotton wool as I approach him. Terence is over, but I don't want it to end when it never really started.
Terence is the boy with blue eyes and a scar at the corner of his mouth that you can't see if you're not careful, Terence is the boy who always buys the same pair of white shoes, he's also the boy who's always in the corner of my head even though I've never spoken to him, Terence is the boy who appears in my dreams, Terence is the boy who isn't interested in me but above all Terence is the boy who will always be just a memory from high school.
