I'm a painfully shy girl. Well, at least i'm painfully shy when talking with a person I really like. It happens just the same everytime. My palms get extremely wet, and my cheeks turn as red as strawberry sorbet.

My best friend would notice it, of course. She'd give me a knowing smile and encourage me to talk. It ends up as a disaster, though. I end up blabbering about some random thing or stutter like a broken radio. Sometimes, I need to excuse myself to calm me down from hyperventilating and making a fool of myself longer.

Who would have thought that he'd find my blushes and hysterical giggles attractive?

Okay okay, I must admit, when he told me he liked me... Wait a sec, I must compose myself first... *laughs happily and starts blushing madly*

Alright, it went like this:

My friends left early, so I was stuck alone with my crush. I was so nervous, because I was torn between running away (safe choice) or talking to him. I chose the later.

"So, are you always this quiet?", I asked him loudly. He looked at me, and took of his iPod with a smile. I felt my cheeks turn red.

"I'm sorry?", he questioned me. I squeezed my palms together.

"Are you always this quiet?" I repeated. He shook his head, and gave me another adorable smile. I felt my lips tug at the corner to reveal a big beam.

"Ah, no. If I don't feel like talking, I just keep quiet." said Jake*.

"Oh, so you don't feel like talking..." I joked, sticking my tongue out childishly at him. He smiled again.

Damn, he smiles a lot, I thought, grinning back at him.

We start to talk about random things, when finally, we arrived to the 'evil bitch' topic.

I got involved in a fight earlier that day, and it was true that I really didn't want to argue loudly (in front of the teachers!), but I had to defend my friend, right?

"Yeah, I never really liked her attitude either." he agreed with me, after I gave him a long rant. I huffed and sighed heavily.

"I don't understand her. Why would she try to manipulate like that?" I said, mostly to myself. Jake closed his eyes for a mere second, and then spoke,

"Do you remember our retreat?"

The retreat happened to be the event of the year. Our whole class stayed in this resort-ish place, which was mostly a time to pray. It was a convent, wherein we clear our souls and spill our guts out to the Lord.

"Of course. You spent most of your time hanging out with her and co." I said, smirking at him. Yeah, I know, I have guts.

"Nah. I just didn't know many people, then. But she and her friends were always coming to me, which was quite annoying at some point..."

What he said is true, though. Evil bitch and her croonies were trying to hook up with him like some sort of effin' harem. Bestfriend and I-- well mostly bestfriend-- tried to talk to him as much as possible. He seemed to be miserable hanging out with EB (evil bitch).

I kept silent to my thoughts, and he continued, "Her group kept on saying horrible stuff about everyone in the retreat. It was like she couldn't help herself... Like she felt higher above everyone else. I didn't like it, so I moved to a different group."

Jake decided to stay with a different group the night before we left. I understood completely, EB and I used to be pretty close, until I heard her backstab me.

"I understand. It was pretty hard for you, right?" I said wryly. He nodded.

A few seconds later, one of my guy friends appeared, cluthing his notebook.

"Hey guys." he greeted. I watched him in annoyance. How dare he disrupt our conversation? (lol)

After a few minutes of talking about whatever it is we talked about, I took his notebook and flipped to the back. I drew pictures there.

"Wow. You still haven't taken it off, huh?" I said, smiling at him sincerely. He nodded and RJ grinned at my drawings. They were so random and a little dribbly.

Then, out of nowhere, I started writing words on the next page...

"True love waits... Sometimes, the best protection is a ring on your finger. - Myca"

He took it and read it, he grinned at me.

"You're pretty deep, Myca." he said. I flushed with happiness. That was a compliment, right? Yeah!

Then, out of nowhere, he wrote a few words on the bottom,

"Love is blind..."

I laughed and wrote below,

"Love is beautiful!"

We started talking on the paper, and my guy friend remained silent, and he was soon forgotten in our world of 'paper chat'.

"If you want no one to fight with, get someone that's ugly."

"No one is ugly, we just have different degrees of beauty."

Soon after, we started laughing loudly about the quotes that we err--- quoted. And then, it got serious.

"Remember truth or dare?"

"Yeah."

"Someone asked me if I liked someone in our class..."

"You said none."

"I do... I like someone."

"Who is it? And if you say it's EB, i'll have to disintegrate you."

He laughs and I giggle nervously. Whoever this girl was, was pretty darn lucky. Jake was really cool and handsome. A lot of girls in our class likes him, and i'm pretty sure EB and co does too.

"HAHA, of course not. That girl has short hair, a great smile and is pretty fair."

"Do I know her?"

"Yeah, you do."

I started racking my brains for anyone I know that has short hair... None. As far as I knew, my friends had long hair.

"Okay, I don't know anyone. Who is it?"

Suddenly, my phone starts to ring. I answer it... It was my mother, asking me to buy some corn for later. I said I would, and went to the canteen (after excusing myself) to get the corn for my mother.

When I came back, he was walking away, and my guy friend was grinning at me stupidly.

"Where is he going?" I asked. He pointed at our 'paper chat' and I looked at it...

Written, in bold letters was three letters that made me smile for 30 minutes.. I'm not kidding. I looked like an idiot:

"YOU."

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*name has been changed, in case he reads this by accident. :]