Have you ever put your heart out on a platter and not had it stepped on? It's nice, isn't it? *Phone ring* "Hello?" "Hey" "...Hey..." *loud noises in the background of the caller* "Did you just send me a bunch of text messages?" "Well not a bunch..." "Oh, well what did you want to tell me?" "Uhmmmmmmmm" *More loud background noise* "Where are you?" I asked. "At Carrows off of Seaward." "Who's there?" *He rattles off about a billion people from the play, possibly 4 or 5 names sounding familiar.* "What did you wanna tell meee?" "Ummm. Well, uhmm. Well I don't know how to phrase it..." "C'monnnn" "Uhmmmmm" "Just tell meeeee" "Well I kindof..... like you." "Oh well, I like you too," he said ever so nonchalantly. "I don't think you know what I mean." "No, I do." "...And you like me the same way?" "Yeah, I just didn't tell you cause I didn't know if you liked me." "Oh..." *Awkward silence* "Ha ha ha awkward silence." "Ha ha, yeah..." "Well I guess I know where this is going..." "Yeah...." I said, although I wasn't exactly sure where it was going. *More loud background noise and the indistinct sound of Amberlee telling Kyle to go somewhere else and him saying he was trying* "Can I call you back when they aren't all on me?" "Yeah" "I LOVE YOU BROOKE," Amberlee yells into the reciever. I press end. My heart is beating a million times a second. Could this possibly be happening to me? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.