“Uh, Kim’s here, I gotta go.” That was the last thing I heard before he left to go chase that skirt. I don’t know what he sees in her. “Hey, uh, Kim had to go.” Ty said as he came rushing back. “Oh, so I am just supposed to be the second best? The yogurt when they run out of pizza?” I yelled as I slammed my locker shut, gave him a dirty look and walked away. “Huh? Wait, What did I do?!” He yelled after me. I can’t take chasing after I guy when he’s chasing someone else. I may overreact, but melodrama seems to be the only way to get anything across to boys. They are so oblivious! I haughtily sat down in my seat in science class. He came in and sat next to me. “Why are you mad?” He asked. “Ugh.” I scoffed. “What?” He asked. “Is this about Kim?” I didn’t say anything. “I don’t like her,” he said. I looked at him and then looked away. “It doesn’t seem like it.” I said, “Well, if you don’t know, I like you.” “You do?” He said, “Well, I like you too, but Kim likes me, and I can’t turn her down.” “You suck,” I said.