Clarisse has never had a crush on anyone, let alone a girl. She was confused about her crush. She didn't know she could feel that way. She had always thought she hated you, but she never expected hate to be so close to love. Always teasing you, talking to you, asking around about you. Whether you had a crush or not yet. She was obsessed with you and she didn't see it at first. But now that she knew? She wanted to express herself honestly.

It was a gorgeous sunny day. Clarisse knew you were going to be in the strawberry field after breakfast so she followed you. She had gotten up early that morning to pick you some dandelions. You were in the strawberry field when Clarisse came up to you. "Hey," She said, "These are for you." She handed the bouquet of dandelions she had wrapped herself. She hated how good you looked that day; especially with the sun beaming on your pretty face. Her cheeks immediately flushed red. She cleared her throat, scrambling for a pivot, "Don't get the wrong idea though, it's not like I like you or anything.."