I've always fell for nice guys. Smart guys. Guys you can hold a really good conversation with. I always based my crush on the guy's mind and heart, not his looks. If he wasn't good looking and I had a crush on him, he became good looking to me. I always prided myself on this. But that's not the rule now. Whenever I see this guy, my heart starts pumping. My face gets red. God forbid our eyes should maybe meet, passing in the hallway. I'm on a high for about two hours. I have never talked to this boy. But I have the weirdest, most lust-driven crush on him. And apparently, through mutual friends, I found he finds me attractive too. I'm worried that if and when I do talk to him, we won't click that way. But I'll still have a crush on him. And all of my pride in liking a guy's mind and heart will fly out that window. Damn hormones.