I saw her playing volleyball, in a costume because it's Halloween. My heart started beating hard. I stare at her for a straight whole hour. Never knew she'll be the one who makes my heart beat fast. I wanted to say hello, but then I realized that I'm not the guy she's lookin' for. I stepped away from her. After an hour, I still keep thinking about her and her flawless volleyball serves. (if that's a thing) I remembered that I don't play sports. When I got home, I signed up for a tons of sports, mainly badminton and soccer. After a month she knew that I had a tiny crush on her, she spread it around. I was wondering why? I thought of hating her, but I can't. My heart belongs to her. her heart belongs to someone else though. A year later, I become one of the best player of the badminton team. I got injured badly. I shattered my elbows, I thought I was gonna be depressed for my whole life. after I got home, I re-read my favorite book, Harry Potter. A week later, I was about to get to go to my yearly check up, but then *BAAM* A truck hit my car. I was in a coma for about 4 and a half months. When I woke I saw a billion gifts and letters. I read most of the letters. Guess who's it from, it's from the girl I liked. It said that she liked me back and she wasn't the one who spread the rumors of me having a tiny crush on her, it was her friend.