Flutters.
Thats the feeling in my tummy when he passes by.
Did he catch me trying to look at him from the corner of my eye? Did he notice the blush that rose on my cheeks when he came and sat next to me? I could not say a word. He would have thought I am so cold. So uncool.
But what to do, whenever he speaks, my heart melts in my mouth and time stands still. I seem to have lost my tongue, and all I have is a blurred demented vision.
I will tell you the stories. Later.
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