Complications

GIRL:
i see you in the hallway
my tummy flips
my head gets dizzy
my face turns red
i cant stand what you do to me
you make me wanna scream
why oh why cant you ever like me?

BOY:
i see you staring
your face gets red..
are you holding back laughter?
do i have something stuck to my head?
i don't know why i feel this way only by you
but i feel like I'm about to jump through a hoop.
i don't understand why people say you like him
hes a jerk but for your love i wont ever win against him

GIRL:
i wish this wasn't so hard..
i wish we could just talk
i wish i wasn't so clumsy and ate a lot
i wish he would stop liking that other girl
i wish i was prettier...taller.. and skinnier
maybe then. you would like me

BOY:
i hope she never changes and stays the same forever
i hope i get bigger muscles
i hope i make football to impress her
i hope she thinks my hair is cute
i hope that my broken nose from soccer isn't ugly to her
i hope i can get up the courage to tell her how i feel

GIRL:
hes walking straight toward me..What should i do?
he looks up and smiles a bit.. i smile too
he looks so cute in that dark red shirt
hes getting closer wow my mind is racing
hes about to talk...wait i cant breath...

BOY:
OK think of something witty..
think of something cute...
"SO do you play the flute?"
CRAP! not that not that!
did she just smile?
OK heres your chance
just ask her to the dance...