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I was laying on my bed think about Anna. She had the most amazing eyes anyone could ever have. Her smile was mesmerizing. The way she moved was breath-taking. What can I say? I’m a hopeless romantic. Sappy, yes, but true. Anyway, I liked her a lot. She was smart, cute, and she was shy. She didn’t open up a lot, but she was a person worth getting to know.

As I lay there, I wondered, Would she feel the same way if she knew me? I mean really knew me? My past was dark, and hiding it wasn’t easy. I just don’t want her to know the truth. At least not until I wanted her to know. How would she react, I thought? Would she care, would she be angry, would she hate me forever…

These thoughts were new and I wasn’t used to dealing with them. I’ve never felt this way about a girl, so it’s complicated. I mean, yea, I’ve had crushes, but nothing like this. I don’t think I love her, but this is so much more than just a crush. There was something pulling me toward her. Like we were magnets. It was indescribable, but still so simple. I know, mushy crap, but this is me.

Everything was so much simpler before I moved here. Before I met her. My thoughts were scrambled like a puzzle. It was very annoying. My father was hoping for a better start, for a new beginning. But I don’t think by moving away, we cleared anything. I think we just ran away. Making me feel like a coward really wasn’t the best thing for me right now. The feeling of wanting to talk to her was so overwhelming. My hand itched to pick up the phone and dial her number, but only one thing stopped me. I didn’t have her phone number. I had no idea of how I was going to get it and I didn’t even know where she lived.

That’s when the idea hit me. Like a 2x4 at full speed. The school website! It had a student directory complete with addresses, only open to students and teachers with passwords, which I just so happened to have. I jumped onto the computer and logged in. A window popped onto my screen almost as soon as I logged in. It was my best friend from back home, Shania.

I put up my away message and continued on. That was a close one. Now I have to change my screen name. I didn’t really want to lose Shania as a friend, but I couldn’t let on to where I was. I guess it was something I had to do. I went to our school’s site and a big black banner flashed across the top of the page.

There was a list of teachers along the side of the page, so I clicked on our homeroom teacher, Mr. Miller. He was also the history teacher. There were a bunch of links listed below his nae for his class periods, so I clicked on the one highlighted as HOMEROOM. There was a list of all of his homeroom students, Anna the first in the list. I clicked on her name, and got a sheet of information.

Now, me being who I am, I just had to click. Finding out more about Anna would be surprisingly thrilling, and who knows, maybe even helpful. I felt kind of like a stalker, but I’ll get over it. I clicked the link, but a page popped up, and it wasn’t her family information. It was a security question to access the page.

I hung up.