Starr's Story

​I was a senior and she was sophemore. I worked at Ruby's and I was told a "new girl" would be starting. That new girl was Kayla. Ironically enough, we had a class together. We were both in different social circles and in different grades so we didn't notice each other until we started working together. I started crushing on her right away. I always looked at her in class, probably stared, although she acted like I wasn’t even around when she was with her friends. I would catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of my eye and it would make my day. She was perfect in my eyes. I would catch myself thinking about her at all hours of the day. Daydreaming, talking about her to my friends, bringing her name into ever thought and conversation I had. Work became the place I wanted to be, because I got to see her. I would show up at work extra early, especially on the weekends, just for the chance to get to spend a extra few minutes with her. I wanted to be there to walk her to the door, help her get the store opened up, and spend quality time together before anyone else showed up. I wanted to be around her, I wanted her to want to be around me. She was cute, she was sweet and she was innocent in her own ways. There was just something about her that mesmerized me. I got to flirt in that sneaky way that she thought was just a friendly gesture. We talked about everything; friends, crushes, family, our pasts, music, what we liked to do for fun. We would goof around and have fun. We worked well together and got our work done, but we would also be lazy and lay in the booths and listen to music and just talk when we were slow. We started to become friends and the closer we got, the further I fell. Everything about her was more perfect than I could have ever imagined. I had had crushes before, but never anything like her.