This is a song that I'm writing to express my feelings about this boy. He used to sit across from me in FACS (Family And Consumer Sciences). He's a major trouble maker; he gets yelled at in every class. And for a while there in FACS, he was nice to me. He talked, and he made me laugh, like the time he said "Drugs" in class..Anyway, I began to wonder if he sort of liked me. And I realized I kinda liked him, too. Then one day, he started asking me stuff. Like this:

Him: What's your favorite store in the mall?

Me: Habitat.

Him: Is that a nerdy store?

This other kid: Is that were you got your glasses?

Him: Do you shave your legs?

Me: Yeah.

Him: Do you shave your arms?

Me: No! And so on and so forth. Then he said, "Do you have any friends at all?"

Me: Yeah.

Him: Who's your best friend?

Me: KoolBubbles. (I said her real name, people, I didn't say KoolBubbles. Duh)

Him: Ooookay. Who's one of her best friends?

Me: Harriet Potter. (See above)

Him: Harriet Potter!!! She is the ugliest thing I've ever seen!!

Then I got really pissed, because she is one of my best friends. He said that about one of my best friends!!!!!!!!!! So I made up my mind, then and there, that I hated this kid and I didn't like him, and, as much as it hurt, he didn't like me either, because, once again, I'm not cool enough for him. and Harriet, I know that if you read this and figure out who the boy is, you'll probably hate me for it forever. But I'm just gonna have to risk that.

Torn

There's this boy.

I watched him, he turned around and

I looked away.

I must confess, that sometimes I wonder

Could he possibly want me?

Chorus: There's this boy, standing over there.

Sometimes, he makes me smile.

But I tell myself we could never be.

And my heart is torn.

It's all so damn confusing.

The way he makes me feel.

That time, he hurt me so much.

So why do I feel so torn?

But it could never be, he's to 'cool'

What would he want with a girl like me?

Chorus

I'm so torn

Between what they say

And what my heart says

Why does it have to be like this?

Chorus x2

There's this boy

I watched him, he turned around and

I looked away.

I must confess, that sometimes I wonder

Could he possibly want me?