The Baby-Sitters Flub # 1

You know that feeling when you first start to like a boy and his hand brushes yours, or you sit next to each other and your arms are forced to touch? And any part of your body that is within a few centimeters of his automatically feels warm and electric?

One of the first times I remember experiencing that feeling was during fifth grade in Mr. Woods' class. I sat behind Grant Nelson and I was in love with him. In love. Dreamy, fifth-grade, impossible, romantic, Babysitters'-Club-Logan-and-Mary Anne LOVE.

This magical day, I stretched out my foot and felt it touch his. Terrified, yet curious, I let it stay there.  He didn't pull away. Our feet were touching! For a long time! And it was...electric...warm. The sensation spread all the way through my entire body. I knew it must mean that he loved me too, and that he would ask me to "go out" which meant that I would write Kady Nelson on my notebook thousands of times and that we would not talk to each other; instead we would send messages through other people, such as "it's our one-month anniversary", or "I need more space".

It was all so exciting. This went on for almost an hour. I couldn't resist. I looked down, to see our feet romantically and lovingly touching each other but was confused to find only my own foot.

Touching the desk. 

She probably thinks her foot is touching his.