Does the boy like me? I kinda like him. Only a teeny teeny bit. I don't think I should tell Miranda. Should I? 

I walked to my family.

"Hey where you've been?" Dad asked.

"Just sitting on a bench." I answered. 

I wish I'd bump into that boy again. 

"Dad?" I said, tugging on his jacket. "Can we go-"

"I wanna go to a arcade place!" Ashley yelled. 

Ashley! I wanted to go to a little plant place. Bummer. Well, I guess we're going to the arcade.

"Is that OK with you?" Ashley asked.

"Yeah," I said.

Mom, Dad, and Ashley were walking toward the arcade. I tried walking to them but my hair was stuck on something. 

"Ugh!" I whisper-shouted. 

People were staring at me as I was trying to get my hair unstuck. People quickly walked away. I saw 2 parents with a little baby staring at me. The mom whispered something I didn't hear. Suddenly, a boy ran over. It was Jordan! 

"Need help?" Jordan asked.

"Y-yes," I blushed a little.

Jordan untied my hair.

"Thanks." I said. "One question..." 

"Yeah?"

I was scared to ask the question. My question was: Do you like me? I'd be so embarrassed if I asked him that. Here goes nothing.

"D-do you like me?" I asked slowly.

"Y-yes. Do you?"

"Yes," "I just want to keep it a secret 'cause my sister will be surprised if I have a crush on a boy that also has a crush on me." 

I can't believe he likes me!!!

"Can I have your phone number?" "Is that OK?" I asked.

"Sure." Jordan said.

"Hold on," I told him, taking out my phone. I tapped the contacts button and made a new contact. "OK, what's your phone number?"

"205-739-814" 

"Got it." 

I quickly put his phone number into my contact. I named the contact Jordan.

"Thanks for helping me."

"No problem."

Then he kissed me and walked away.