There's this one autistic boy two years younger than me across my house.. always outside practicing on his skateboard. I've wanted to talk to him for so long but I'm just too shy to. I don't know why I've got a crush on him..

I scribbled on my journal, while sitting on my desk, sighing as I looked out the window from my chair which was across the room from it. I hid my face with my arms on the table, thinking to myself

Y'know what? Screw it. I'm gonna go talk to him.

I grumbled to myself, courageously getting up, putting my coat on grumpily as I stomped my way downstairs, the moment I reach the doorknob I first think.. again.

Stop acting like that, this is a greeting not a warzone, Sam. Alright, let's do this.

I then turned the doorknob, opening the door and closing it behind me slowly. I put my hands in my pockets and start walking down the steps of my porch, looking around to find him.

The second I turned to my left I saw the boy skating towards me, I froze for a moment and before I could react, he stumbled and landed on top of me as we landed in the snow and his skateboard went flying

I blushed furiously as I saw his face REALLY close to mine, I quickly get up and apologize nervously

"Sorry, sorry, sorry! I-i didn't mean to get in your way!- i-"

I chuckle awkward as I slowly started to realize that..

He was a girl?! I've never seen her face so up close!.. a girl with short hair?! What kind of ridiculousness is this?