by Idriya Morland

He looks at me, and I forget everything I've ever known. Holy crap, I keep having dreams about that kid. I start shaking just thinking about him, and a strange new emotion, warm and weird, washes over me. I've never felt this way before. Oh man, this is freaking me out. Holy crap, if he ever talks to me I'll probably die.


Idriya Morland felt this way once. Or twice.