"Why do you even like him?" "He probably doesn't know your name." "You can find someone better, in your league." These thoughts. Constantly running through my head. But I can't help it. He saved me. It started in elementary school when he broke my fall from the monkey bars. I've been smitten ever since. Now we're in high school and I have yet to get his attention. Will this be my year? It has to be.