I feel like a school girl. Waiting for that message that might never come.
I don’t know why? Why him of all people have such an effect on me?
Or is it for once someone I was attracted to liked me in return? May be that’s why.
I’ve been a wreck telling myself look you gave it your best shot and if he doesn’t reply then at least you’ve tried.
Mr Crown has finally texted me. I’ve been reading the text over and over again to work out what he’s thinking.
“Phew, I don’t know what to say, V. I’m flattered and a bit flustered by your lovely message. Must have read it 20 times! I honestly didn’t expect to meet a pretty girl and end up together either. I really don’t know what to think. You’re really nice, but we’re both really busy, and we live at opposite ends of the state. I’ll have to come down to Melbourne again so we can spend some time getting to know each other”