His inner self was on a crack parade. It was jumping, dancing, laughing, smiling, and babbling. All because of this one girl who had stolen his attention, kept it, and hasn't broken it yet. He nodded slightly, "<span style="color: #00FF00">U-un, I want to g-get to know y-you... B-but u-umm... I don't know w-what to a-ask... o-or say...</span>" He was embarrassed. His plan to speak to her and hopefully be her friend were in action and because fantasy and reality are different, he didn't know what to say or how to act.<br/><br/>Though he was slightly happy his observations were correct. And he hoped that she would still want to speak to him after she heard about him. He was unsure, even if he gave her the book or at least got his dad to lower it to a better price for her, if she would talk or even look at him.