I sat down with a sigh beside Kaylynn, stared out the window that made up one wall of the Cafeteria, and watched the people walk by. Kay started talking about something, but I was only half listening. I had too much on my mind.
Well, I actually only had one thing on my mind, but it was a very big decision.
All of the sudden Gabe walked by the window. I must have sat up and smiled very wide, because when I looked back at Kay she had her 'I know what you were thinking about' smile on.
"What?" I asked
"You did it again. Just like you do everytime you see him."
I sighed. "I know." I paused for a minute, thinking about what I was going to say. "I was thinking last night, today could very well be the last time I talk to Gabe in a long time. I was considering telling him, that I like him."
"Then do. If you want to, go for it. Just be prepared that he might not return your feelings."
"I know. I think I just want to make sure, you know."
"Ya, I know. Just be careful."
"I will. I'll probably just give him a note or something." I smiled. "I'm too chicken to tell him in person."
"Just like you were too chicken to jump on his back last year." Kay said with a mocking smirk.
I blushed a bit and smiled back. "I did it the next day!"
"After I bugged you about it the whole lunch time, then bribed you!"
I shook my head with a smile as we made our way to our lockers.
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During Third period class, I wrote the note.
Gabe,
I know this will sound really weird, and probably scary coming from me, but I thought i should tell you before we go off into the world and could possibly never see each other again. I really like you. I've liked you since grade 10, and I liked you a bit in grade 9.You probably already knew because I seem to have this gift of making things horridly obvious. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't want to ruin our friendship.
At the end of the day, I nervously gave Gabe the note.
I don't know what his reaction was, or if he liked me back. I can think of a few endings and only one turns out happily for everyone. Unfortunately, my alarm clock woke me up and interrupted my dream. Graduation isn't until next year, and I will probably, hopefully, have stopped liking him by then
