_(I didn’t follow the prompt because that ending was just a necessity. This is very sloppy/badly written because I’m tired. This is based of Little Miss Perfect by Write Out Loud. Hope you have a wonderful day!)_

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She smiled at me and I couldn’t help but blush. Gosh she look so… _cute_?

No! I can’t be thinking like this. I cannot risk ruining my reputation over one girl.

Frick! Why can’t I stop thinking about her? She’s my _friend_. It’s strictly **_platonic_**! I can**not** be falling in love with her!!!

Why? Why? Why??? Why can’t she leave me alone? I can’t! She is just a _friend_ and I cannot risk getting close!

Oh shoot! Why must _she_ be my partner for history? It’s like the world has it out for me! I’m screwed!

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Fuck-fuck-fuck! I just fucking kissed her. Why? Oh my god. Why did I kiss her? Why? Why? Why!

Holy shit, did she just kiss me back? Holy shit! Nope, I can’t do this! I can’t risk falling off my throne!

I see people whispering and pointing at me at school. Is this because of last night?! Why did I do that?!?!

Fuck, I don’t think there is any going back! Welp, I may as well embrace this shit!

“And, kids, that is how me and your mother met.”