You’re driving me insane. We sit in lessons together, just us two and you never let anything happen. Today, I saw through and could see something maybe happening , you loved being able to show off to me, and loved how I looked at you when you were playing the piano. I could see it in your eyes that you were happy. You tell me about things, your friends say you don’t talk to girls but you talk to me just fine. Your friends constantly remind me of you, as I’m described as your girl. I tell you about things, you tell me about things. Yeah, there are awkward silences, but they’re becoming less awkward now. I think you like me, but you’re scared. When I brought a boy into class the other day, the way he was annoying me, I could tell you were a bit jealous. He was showing off, but you were too. When we’re sat in groups, I always catch you looking at me. It’s stupid really, we both know that nothing would happen, but we both know there’s something there…