But I have to tell you, just in case. So, I really like this guy, but I thought we weren't going together, so I didn't bother with spray or ChapStik this morning. HE CAME WITH US! Then, I made my friend dare me to do something, so we walk past him (yes, on purpose) and I tell her ask what my phone number is. I recited his number, and he was, well, err, what does it mean when a guy yells, "HEY! THAT'S MY PHONE NUMBER!" I really like everytime I get to talk him. What do I do after this incident? RUN BEHIND THE CHAIR!!!!!!! I saw the coast was clear, so, with caution, I approach behind the couch to hide out with my friends. Then this girl comes up, she's kind of like a half sister, and me, her, "Valerie," and "Hailey" talk as others come and go. Enter crush. Coo yah! (Red-faced.) He wanted to know how I knew his phone number, and, in the words of Miley Cyrus, "I st- st- stuttered when you asked me what I'm thinkin' 'bout." "Hailey" says whitepages. Gee, thanks. We go to the bus, he tells me to leave my seat, and I agreed, I was NOT ready for confrontation that particular moment. The girl I switched seats did so reluctantly. We got the park, where I work fairly hard at making him mad! Keep this in mind later. Well, he doesn't, and we go to the convenient store, and before we left, he was sitting alone. AAAAAHHHHH! I find a seat finally. On the way back, (I did have an explanation for coo yah. I was drinking a code red.) me and my "little sis" say, "*Censored* blah blah blah." He's freaking out since we're saying his name, and what does he say? "I heard my name!" "We're saying your name and blah blah blah!" "Just tell me! I won't get mad." Remember what I told you to remember? I was trying to make him mad? ERR! ERR! ERR! i'm sure I attracted quite a few stares. And that's my day at a glance!