The feelings only started the day Robin had to practice on the schools field with the cheerleaders, the music director guiding the other band members, in the meanwhile Robin could only admire the field, that being you of course. Her heart raced as she looked at the way you talked to your friends, the way you laughed. Everything was perfect for you, and being perfect yourself - but she knows you’d never look at her in anyway. She shakes her head to clear her thoughts, rubbing her face with her hands, going back to focusing on her music sheet and practicing.

Days passed afterwards, her feeling grew the more she saw, putting her into a complete rambling mess to Steve, she at work, in Family Video putting the films in aisles in order, too busy and humming a small tune to herself. The door bell rung, “Hello and welcome to Family Video,” she said almost flatly, keeping her focus on the tapes.

“Robin?” You called out, she stiffened for a moment before turning to you, your lips glossed, uniform jacket and skirt on, hair down and flowing freely.

Wait..YOU know her name?. She was malfunctioning, her heart racing as she stuttered, out a response. “Uh..he-hi..” she uttered.