I sat at the lunch table by myself. All my friends had abandoned me. I didn’t know what to do. I wanted to know if he liked me. I needed to know.

Maybe I should just go over and talk to him. I thought

So, I stood up and started toward the table where Bobby sat. I tapped him on the shoulder. “Um, Bobby, can we talk?”

“Yeah,” he said in a less than enthusiastic tone.

He stood up and waited for what I was about to say.