He really, really wanted you. You were the only girl who never looked his direction. You didn't laugh at his stupid attempts at a joke in class. He was popular, and you didn't care.

He really did try and talk to you, though. He's talked to you quite a few times, and you knew that he had a thing for you. He knew you had standards though. Ever since he started talking to you he hasn't talked to a single girl. He wanted you so bad.

So, he tried today. You were sitting in the library during lunch when he ditched is friends in the cafeteria and came to the library, sitting beside you.

"How about this..." he starts, "Starting tomorrow, October first, we can be friends. For two months. And on November first, you'll let me take you on a date."