Best Friends and Boys...a teenage girl's wonders.

"Fear is inanimate, but also always present." -Danielle

I have so many things going through my head. Some are serious, others are simple things that any female has gone through. I'm sure males do too, but no one is open enough with me for me to know that for sure. So, the following paragraph is going to be about my simple problems that (hopefully) will be solved sooner rather than later. The one after that will be my serious concerns. Any opinion of mine is entitled, as well as any opinion of yours is. Feel free to contradict me, for nothing I say is fact; only opinion.
I'm back to being best friends like crazy with my best friend. I know that the way I feel about that is awful, since I'm mad at myself. Why am I mad at myself for "solving" my problems with my best friend? Probably because we didn't solve a thing. I mean, sure, she said she didn't mind if I like Spencer. She just felt left out because I didn't talk to her about him, and I did that because I gave up trying to deal with hearing, "He's an ass" after every other word. So, I've been talking to her about him. But I feel weird because at first, she seemed positive and helpful. She's slipped back into the whatever phase, and I can see reason. I have been talking about Spencer a lot to her because a lot has happened. Well, not a lot, but something that means a lot to me.
Which brings us to the next subject: Spencer. Oh my, he's so cute! Monday night I went to a volleyball game and sat right behind him, but we didn't talk. So as we all left, I was feeling down. I could only wish that things would work out. So, all of us were outside. He was standing at least ten or twenty, maybe, feet away, with my friend Paul and their other friend Eric. I was just waiting for my best friend to come back (after being gone for about ten minutes to say goodbye to her boyfriend.) In my head, I was totally glaring at Spencer. Then, suddenly, my phone rang. So, of course, I answered. It was a private number, and the caller only said, "Yeah, ha, hi," before hanging up. I was confused, until Paul, Eric, and Spencer walked over. Spencer was like, "That call was totally Paul," and smiled. He hung out with me until his mom came to get him and even though I wanted to strangle him, I couldn't help but laugh. Especially since he was the one who called.
That was Monday. Tuesday, he talked to me in school a little. That made me happy. Then that night, he texted me and we texted all night and wednesday morning. That was totally surprising, though, because normally he doesn't text me in the morning. Like, he apologizes for falling asleep and then nothing. But wednesday morning; there was something. Then, he texted me at around three thirty or so wednesday afternoon. We texted ALL night and this morning too! Paul thinks that Spencer might like me, at least a little. He said he doesn't see why he wouldn't, and that he sure acts like he does. He joked around a lot about kissing me, but then I'd say something like, "you'd love it" and he said, maybeee or I know I would. So I'm not sure if thats hinting or just being casual...

So the simple stuff took quite a bit more than one paragraph. I have to go, so I'll just have to hold the serious stuff inside until I get back to the computer!
-Dani