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My crush knows I startle easily and he loves to sneak up behind me and give my shoulders a quick squeeze, like "gotcha!". He also used to give me hugs from the back where he'd drape himself over me and my chair like a blanket and slump his whole weight on me. Now when we hug it's a really long, tight front hug that he doesn't seem to want let go of. We have never made out or had the chance to kiss yet but he did kiss my cheek once in school.

We see each other before and sometimes after school. He knows my schedule and likes to surprise me between classes. In the one class we share he stares at me with goofy eyes or last week he was taking my pen and playing mumblepeg with my hand, like the pen was a knife. He did this for a long time while our friend watched. I think our friends know we have some undefined something because my crush gets really mad if any other guy tries to sit next to me or talk to me if he's talking to me. Not like raging mad, but pretending to be raging, and yells things like " how dare you try to talk to her!" and marks me as his territory.

We texted a ton all summer but that stopped some the first week of school but he texted and messaged me on FB at nine on Saturday morning to ask me for a mutual guy friend's number. I didn't have it and he could've asked any other of our friends for it. So then we talked a while and later he jumped on FB to message me the second I was online.

He suggested that all of our friends go together to a street fair that's a month away. Is this a date of some kind? He's been even flirtier than usual since school started. He used to be sort of like vaguely sexual and just talk about sex acts in general or sing "pussy, pussy, marijuana" in front of me, but now he is more direct and the sex stuff is about me. He asked me to sit on his lap. I just blushed. Last week I got caught in a rainstorm walking to school and my clothes were drenched so I was (stupidly) said "I'm SO wet!" and he says it's bc of him!

Okay so there's this guy at my school that everyone is crushing on (he is a grade older than me) anyways i always thought he was a drop dead hottie. Then second semester came and we got in Home Ec together and we got assigned seats next to each other so we talked a lot. After one conversation he gave me his number and said "if you ever need any advice talk to me.. im like a therapist to girls" so we talked about a lot of personal things.. the thing is he liked another girl. now there relationship ended and i wanted to go out with him. my friend in class said "you two would be cute together" and he said "i would love to date you but i dont date grades younger than me" now the school year is ending in three days and he's going to a different school..which i want to transfer to next year but i need to find a way to convince my parents to go there..anyways two nights ago i had sexual dream about him..he was treating me so wonderfully...the whole dream he was trying to find the perfect place for us to have sex..i woke up when we took off our clothes..now i officially love him, i can't get him out of my mind, and i dont know what to do! i need help, how do i convince my parents to go to the same school as him? should i tell him how i feel? please help me

I want to let him read this because he knows I write and has been dying to read something of mine, but I think this may be too cheesy/mushy!!! Tell me what you think of it! Criticism is welcome. Thank you!

I think of you at red lights, when I'm drinking coffee in the morning, during late night movies, while writing the date on my paper in class. But to be truthful, you're on my mind at 11am and 11pm, and all the time in between. You linger in my head like your cologne on my clothes until the second I drift into sleep, and you occur to me in the moments before I open my eyes in the morning. I spend the intervals in between seconds thinking of the freckles on your face, and your flawless, innocent smile. And when I wake up alone at 4am, I crave to hear the sound of your sleepy voice and feel your hands around my waist. I so badly want to hear your heartbeat, and taste your lips every time I go to sleep next to an empty space where you should be. Fuck me for being so cliche, but I swear your eyes are just like the stars, mysterious, hiding countless secrets, yet somehow still so familiar, and never unrecognizable even in the darkest of nights. Kissing you elevates me so high up into the clouds that it's an instant reflex to smile immediately after my lips leave yours. And every single time you open your mouth to speak, I feel myself sinking deeper into love with you, falling closer towards the point of no return with every word you say.
You are nothing less than perfect.
You are nothing less than everything.