EXTREMELY LONG QUESTION
Hi, I'm Chris, a 13-year-old guy who has unreturned feelings towards another 13-year-old, Megan. You better know the whole story, though.
Well, Megan moved here last year, and I just fell head over heels for her. She seemed incredibly beautiful, kind to everyone, compassionate, intelligent, and just plain amazing. But only before the next year's winter break did I finally work up the courage to ask her out. I gave her a pricey crystal cube with 2 kissing angels in it, a paper heart, and a note asking her out after break. Well, only at the beginning of February did I finally get an answer: no. Well, I decided to at least be kind to her and be friendly, even though she wasn't interested.
For Valentine's Day, I gave her a Valentine's Day card, a rose, and the most prestigious gift I've ever made for a woman: a red clay heart (that I was working on for weeks) saying "My Heart" on it, to emphasize that I was giving her my heart. The arrow going through it, on the arrowhead, had the letter 'M' on it. I gave it to her, and a week later, I finally got the answer: She threw the card away, and broke the heart on the ground, and tossed it into the garbage.
Before that day, a group of my friends, boys and girls alike, staged an intervention to get me off her. They warned me that she only pretends to be kind and is so stuck-up; she told her boyfriend she was too good for him. Their words made sense in my head, but not my heart. And I should have listened to them, shouldn't I have? Well, now, I... just still have feelings for her, even after how she treated me.
Well, a sadistic girl named Jessica informed me of the worst news I'd heard since I heard my parents were divorcing four years ago: Megan has a boyfriend. I know I should be happy she found someone, but I still get terrible heartache whenever I see her talking to another guy with that sweet smile of hers... I work on the yearbook, and, seeing as I have partial responsibility and access to the photos, I got a color picture of her. Just every time I see her smiling in the photo, I grin ear-to-ear and just plain blank out. But the fact I got a picture of her got out to all but her, and now my fire- I mean, my Art class - think I'm a stalker. And that sadist Jessica gave me her number... I have the key to apologize, just not the guts.
Some days later, Megan and her boyfriend Joe cut in line in front of me and a few other kids at lunch. I desperately let other kids cut in front of me, hoping to avoid a possible face-to-face with a possibly jealous and definetly more taller Joe. The moment she saw me, Megan rolled her eyes and muttered something to Joe about "that boy." Joe gave me a Death Stare, and I responded with a look that meant fear and a "Please! Please don't hurt me!" sorta thing.
Well, in that day's 8th Period, my friend Emmatt told me that Megan broke up with her boyfriend. I didn't know what to say. My strategy regarding things is after you are told something, you need at least 3 sources to confirm it.
Well, the next morning in 1st period, I overheard a few of my friends(the same ones that held an intervention to get me unhooked on Megan) saying she indeed broke up. I felt happy, like there was good in the world.
Later that day, at lunch, I was in a very good mood. i smiled(which is a big deal, seeing as I haven't had much to smile about the past few years) and said "Hi, how are you?" to everyone I passed. I even smiled at Megan, who looked confused.
In homeroom, my best friend Jeremy told me an interesting bit of news: he overheard some of my friends asking "Why does Megan want to go out with Chris? I thought she hated him." I.... everything went weird...
In eighth period, Emmatt told me that at that day's lunch, he asked her out for me. She said she would think about it. I didn't know whether to thank Emmatt, or do a Happy Tree Friends on him. He took my picture of Megan and put it in her locker. "oh SHIT! What am i gonna do now?" I said.
The next day, the same friends from first period mentioned me. And then they said "Oh shit, he's in here!" I looked over there and asked "What?" They grinned nervously and said "We love you, Chris!"(they're girls) In 5th period, I asked one of the two that are in there what were they talking asbout. She said Brenda(one of the friends who wasn't in there) was getting onto Megan for saying she has a bad life; Brenda has a much worse life. She also told her off for being so horrible to me.
In that day's 7th period, I sat behind Brenda according to assigned seats. After inviting a secret handshake for the two of us(don't ask), Brenda told me about her scolding of Megan. In her words:
Brenda: "I told her to stop being such a prick and apologize to you. You know what she says?"
Me: "What?"
Brenda: "She said 'Oh, we don't talk, he'll just get over it."
After that, I had to explain to the teacher how the table part of the desk came off its hinges.
Soon, I kept getting weirder and weirder signs. That Friday, was by far the oddest day of the week. Megan kept smiling at me whenever I did my usual glances at her. She winked at me. I waved. She suddenly jerked around and pretended to work again. She laughed at my jokes. She stared at me for a while and I felt her eyes on me then. Oddest day ever.
Well, this week has been as crazy as ever. Still odd signals. A gay guy keeps trying to convince Megan to go out with me by screaming perverted things at her.
I finallized a deal with a girl named Cheyenne(lead photographer for the school paper) for a picture of Megan for $20. Hey, I can't help it I likeMegan! I told the others(classmates and cool teacher) that, but they kept saying I'm obsessed. I told them "That picture will be the only way I will ever see her smiling back." And they shut up about it.
Today, April 17, 2009, was the most trying day of my life.
In my homeroom, Megan had to come into my classroom for an errand, and....
My "friend" Manny stole a note I had written that pretty much poured out my heart and shoved it in her face.
That note has been read by many of my trusted friends and has been called extremely sweet and beautiful.
Only two periods later did I find how she reacted.
After reading it, she gave it to her best friend.
Well, now what?
Hi, I'm Chris, a 13-year-old guy who has unreturned feelings towards another 13-year-old, Megan. You better know the whole story, though.
Well, Megan moved here last year, and I just fell head over heels for her. She seemed incredibly beautiful, kind to everyone, compassionate, intelligent, and just plain amazing. But only before the next year's winter break did I finally work up the courage to ask her out. I gave her a pricey crystal cube with 2 kissing angels in it, a paper heart, and a note asking her out after break. Well, only at the beginning of February did I finally get an answer: no. Well, I decided to at least be kind to her and be friendly, even though she wasn't interested.
For Valentine's Day, I gave her a Valentine's Day card, a rose, and the most prestigious gift I've ever made for a woman: a red clay heart (that I was working on for weeks) saying "My Heart" on it, to emphasize that I was giving her my heart. The arrow going through it, on the arrowhead, had the letter 'M' on it. I gave it to her, and a week later, I finally got the answer: She threw the card away, and broke the heart on the ground, and tossed it into the garbage.
Before that day, a group of my friends, boys and girls alike, staged an intervention to get me off her. They warned me that she only pretends to be kind and is so stuck-up; she told her boyfriend she was too good for him. Their words made sense in my head, but not my heart. And I should have listened to them, shouldn't I have? Well, now, I... just still have feelings for her, even after how she treated me.
Well, a sadistic girl named Jessica informed me of the worst news I'd heard since I heard my parents were divorcing four years ago: Megan has a boyfriend. I know I should be happy she found someone, but I still get terrible heartache whenever I see her talking to another guy with that sweet smile of hers... I work on the yearbook, and, seeing as I have partial responsibility and access to the photos, I got a color picture of her. Just every time I see her smiling in the photo, I grin ear-to-ear and just plain blank out. But the fact I got a picture of her got out to all but her, and now my fire- I mean, my Art class - think I'm a stalker. And that sadist Jessica gave me her number... I have the key to apologize, just not the guts.
Some days later, Megan and her boyfriend Joe cut in line in front of me and a few other kids at lunch. I desperately let other kids cut in front of me, hoping to avoid a possible face-to-face with a possibly jealous and definetly more taller Joe. The moment she saw me, Megan rolled her eyes and muttered something to Joe about "that boy." Joe gave me a Death Stare, and I responded with a look that meant fear and a "Please! Please don't hurt me!" sorta thing.
Well, in that day's 8th Period, my friend Emmatt told me that Megan broke up with her boyfriend. I didn't know what to say. My strategy regarding things is after you are told something, you need at least 3 sources to confirm it.
Well, the next morning in 1st period, I overheard a few of my friends(the same ones that held an intervention to get me unhooked on Megan) saying she indeed broke up. I felt happy, like there was good in the world.
Later that day, at lunch, I was in a very good mood. i smiled(which is a big deal, seeing as I haven't had much to smile about the past few years) and said "Hi, how are you?" to everyone I passed. I even smiled at Megan, who looked confused.
In homeroom, my best friend Jeremy told me an interesting bit of news: he overheard some of my friends asking "Why does Megan want to go out with Chris? I thought she hated him." I.... everything went weird...
In eighth period, Emmatt told me that at that day's lunch, he asked her out for me. She said she would think about it. I didn't know whether to thank Emmatt, or do a Happy Tree Friends on him. He took my picture of Megan and put it in her locker. "oh SHIT! What am i gonna do now?" I said.
The next day, the same friends from first period mentioned me. And then they said "Oh shit, he's in here!" I looked over there and asked "What?" They grinned nervously and said "We love you, Chris!"(they're girls) In 5th period, I asked one of the two that are in there what were they talking asbout. She said Brenda(one of the friends who wasn't in there) was getting onto Megan for saying she has a bad life; Brenda has a much worse life. She also told her off for being so horrible to me.
In that day's 7th period, I sat behind Brenda according to assigned seats. After inviting a secret handshake for the two of us(don't ask), Brenda told me about her scolding of Megan. In her words:
Brenda: "I told her to stop being such a prick and apologize to you. You know what she says?"
Me: "What?"
Brenda: "She said 'Oh, we don't talk, he'll just get over it."
After that, I had to explain to the teacher how the table part of the desk came off its hinges.
Soon, I kept getting weirder and weirder signs. That Friday, was by far the oddest day of the week. Megan kept smiling at me whenever I did my usual glances at her. She winked at me. I waved. She suddenly jerked around and pretended to work again. She laughed at my jokes. She stared at me for a while and I felt her eyes on me then. Oddest day ever.
Well, this week has been as crazy as ever. Still odd signals. A gay guy keeps trying to convince Megan to go out with me by screaming perverted things at her.
I finallized a deal with a girl named Cheyenne(lead photographer for the school paper) for a picture of Megan for $20. Hey, I can't help it I likeMegan! I told the others(classmates and cool teacher) that, but they kept saying I'm obsessed. I told them "That picture will be the only way I will ever see her smiling back." And they shut up about it.
Today, April 17, 2009, was the most trying day of my life.
In my homeroom, Megan had to come into my classroom for an errand, and....
My "friend" Manny stole a note I had written that pretty much poured out my heart and shoved it in her face.
That note has been read by many of my trusted friends and has been called extremely sweet and beautiful.
Only two periods later did I find how she reacted.
After reading it, she gave it to her best friend.
Well, now what?
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