”But I watch your eyes as she walks by.” You write in your notebook, ad you watch Helen (Bloody Painter) watch his crush, Heather walk by. You have a crush on him but he likes someone else. “But how could I hate her? She’s such an angel but then again kinda wish she were dead as she walks by. What a sight for sore eyes, brighter than the blue sky. She’s got you mesmerized while I die…” You wrote it, not even noticing Helen talking. “She’s so amazing right? She’s so pretty- and her eyes.” He spoke, like he was in a trance. You can't help but feel a pang of jealousy as you watched her speak to her best friend. It seems like anything she does will get him to act all lovey-dovey for her. "Wish I were Heather..." You wrote, almost on the verge of crying. "I have to go." You said, standing up and turning to walk away. He nodded, not taking his eyes off of her and you went to your science classroom which is usually empty because it's lunchtime.