Continued... Well to me he just gave me an opportunity, and I must grab it with my two arms. Since he could teach me, I will use that time to get close to him and even seduce him if possible.. I have a best friend I sometimes call her my girlfriend her name is Josephine , we have been close for a long time now, we look alike in our dressing, character and other things. So normally, we usually tell ourselves anything, luckily she is in my class. So yes, she is also crushing on my crush, but I didn't know that. I then told her my plans to make him fall for him. She then gave me an advice to behave normal. 'dont kill yourself over a guy, besides he has many people crushing on him' Josephine said. Then I sighed and walked towards home, because it was few minutes to 3 o clock. I had forgotten to pull down my pleated skirt, then my mom saw my skirt and quickly drew me inside. 'Angela, Angela, Angela! Hmnn how many times did I call you?' 'three times mama' I answered. ' I know you are beautiful, but let it not get into your head. What's the meaning of this shortened skirt ' she asked angrily. ' Mommy, it makes me fine and comfortable!' I mumured. 'am I raising a prostitute?' Don't let it repeat itself. She warned. I angrily entered into my room. My skirt this time was very shortened, exposing my upper laps and thighs. I just wished Henry could fondle me and touch me everywhere. OMG, that night I was turned on. Waiting earnestly for the next day. But as I was on my bed, on my tight pyjamas, showing my shape, I reasoned. Should I tell him my feelings straight up or should wait for him to do it first.... I was confused... To be continued...