Avonlea certainly wasn't the most welcoming place when it came to homosexuals. He always kept his feelings to himself, mainly because there weren't any interesting boys in Avonlea. Well, that was before you arrived. You seemed different, you weren't like the jerk billy andrews or any of the other jerks in avonlea. you were quiet, yes, but also kind and mysterious.

He quickly took an interest in you, at first just an admiration. He saw the drawings you did, you were so talented. But as time went by, he felt strange when he passed you. His heart beat faster, his hands sweated and he got butterflies in his stomach. He doesn't know if it's love, but he knows you're special, he's never felt this way about anyone before. He just hopes you're not straight, even if you look it, but we shouldn't judge a book by its cover, right?

Besides, he's seen how you treat girls. You never seemed interested in them, but he didn't know if it was because you weren't interested in girls or people in general, you were very quiet, just like he was. And he really liked that.

It was recess and you were peacefully drawing under a tree. Cole, who was accompanying Anne, immediately felt his heart race. Anne, who already knew about Cole's feelings for you, felt like helping her friend try to talk to you, because she knew he would never have the courage.

"Hey, we should talk to him." Anne said and grabbed Cole's hand, practically dragging him along. Cole's heart started racing and he tried to get out of Anne's grip. "No! Anne! It's not necessary!" He said in an almost desperate tone as he tried to break free, but it was too late. Anne and He were already practically in front of you and you had already noticed them. God, he just hopes he's not blushing too much.